"Let me pour water for you, is that it?"
Lu Fengxuan chuckled and suddenly turned around, heading towards Elder Yan's study, and as she walked, she called out, "Grandpa, Huaizheng—"
"Damn!" Huaizheng leaped up, his figure nimble as if he'd never been whipped.
He dashed over, attempting to cover her mouth to stop her from shouting.
Unexpectedly, Lu Fengxuan was already prepared; as he charged towards her, she swiftly crossed her arms and viciously struck his abdomen with her elbow.
Huaizheng winced in pain, his right hand twitched, but remembering how dearly Elder Yan adored her, he dared not lay a finger on her.
He couldn't bring himself to retaliate, and missing the chance, Lu Fengxuan had already retreated to a safe position.
Huaizheng crouched down clutching his aching stomach, pointed at her, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Stinky girl!"
