"Old Xin, what are you doing?" Mao Jialan took two steps at a time, rushed to Xin Hailong, grabbed his wrist, and stopped him from hitting Xin Xiaoxiao.
She angrily scolded him and forcefully pushed him.
Xin Hailong was pushed back a step by her, and she frowned at him, reproaching, "She's a girl, why do you always scold her?"
Then she looked at Xin Xiaoxiao and comforted her, "Xiaoxiao, your dad has a bad temper, don't take it to heart."
Xin Xiaoxiao returned a cold glare, "Don't pretend to be nice."
White lotus.
She turned coldly and went upstairs.
"Xiaoxiao..." Mao Jialan looked up at Xin Xiaoxiao and yelled.
Wanting to follow, Xin Hailong stopped her, "She's ungrateful, don't bother with her."
Hearing this, Xin Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly at her sides, quickly returned to her room, and closed the door.
Raised her fist and punched the door.
With a 'thump,' tears flowed from the pain.
