As long as Father Xie speaks out and clears his name, he believes the police won't open an investigation on him.
After all, Xie Ronghuan and his classmates are just a few-year-old children.
Could the police really believe the words of two small children over the head of the Xie Family?
"No, he's lying!" Xie Ronghuan, having been oppressed for so long, finally found a chance to vent his anger, so how could he let the old butler go?
He jumped up, pointed at the old butler's nose, and said, "The bank card wasn't given to him by my father! He took advantage of me while I was bathing, ransacked my room, and secretly took my hidden bank card! I didn't tell him the password, so he wouldn't give me food, and I almost starved to death, so I had to exchange the card password for food!"
"Shut up!" The old butler roared at Xie Ronghuan, furious.
When facing Xie Ronghuan, he would always show some of the disdain he had for him in the past.
