Chapter 215
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When the little girl saw Song Ching-wan, it was as if she had seen her savior.
Her eyes lit up. She pointed at the expressionless man next to her and began to complain.
"Auntie! Dad is punishing me again! "
Look at how weak, pitiful, and powerless this accusation was!
If she hadn't come back, Li Li would have been bullied badly by this brat!
Thus, Song Ching-wan strode towards them and immediately became angry.
"Brat, you've gone too far! How can you treat Li Li like this? Li Li is still so young. Can't you teach her properly? She — "
"She's in love."
The man glanced at her indifferently, took out a cigarette, and spoke casually.
"What?" Song Ching-wan was instantly dumbfounded. She suspected that she had heard wrongly. After a long while, she choked out a sentence. "She, she's in love? Is it what I'm thinking … she's in love? "
"Yes."
Speaking of this, the little girl couldn't help but want to share it with Song Ching-wan. She said happily,
"Auntie, Li Li is telling you. She's in love today! She's so happy now! "
She looked as if she was in love with a few big bags of candy. She was so happy.
Song Ching-wan was silent for a while. Then, she changed the topic and said to the little girl with a serious expression.
"Li Li, Auntie has thought about it again. It's not bad for you to stand here and face the wall. Your father isn't punishing you. He's doing it for your own good. You have to listen to your father more, okay?"
Little Loli: "…"
After saying that, Song Ching-wan's temper completely exploded.
Without saying anything, she picked up the broom next to her with a sullen face. She restrained her raging anger for the sake of the little girl and lowered her voice to ask the man,
"Who? Who exactly kidnapped Li Li? Did you find out? "
As she spoke, she seemed to think that the broom was too light and too weak. She pursed her lips and turned to look at the living room.
Then, he went to the kitchen angrily and took out a watermelon knife that was shining with cold light. His posture looked like ten.
It was frightening.
With a straight face, she asked Lu Junhan again.
"Speak! Which family was this little brat that didn't fear death? He actually dared to think about Li Li! Tell me and I'll chop him up! "
Lu Junhan: "…"
"Auntie, who do you want to chop?"
The little girl noticed the long knife in Song Ching-wan's hand. She turned her head and blinked her eyes curiously.
Song Ching-wan waved her hand. "No one. Auntie is going to cut the watermelon!"
"Watermelon?" The little girl's eyes sparkled. "Li Li wants to eat it too!"
"What watermelon? Where did the watermelon come from? Did you get someone to buy watermelons? "
Suddenly, Grandpa Sheng came in from outside. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the long watermelon knife in Song Ching-wan's hand. His dignified old face immediately changed.
"What are you doing with the knife!"
Without waiting for Song Ching-wan to reply, he turned his head and saw the little girl standing in the corner. He frowned. "Also, why are you standing there again?"
Little Lu Li complained again, feeling wronged, "Great-grandfather, Daddy made me stand again. I'm so tired now …"
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