As Wang Zongan trembled, Wang Shouzhe arrived at the scene.
"Wang Liyao!" Wang Shouzhe scolded her irritably. "What are you doing standing on the platform? You..."
Yet he could not force out the rest of his rebuke.
The moment Wang Liyao saw her father, the composure and authority on her pretty little face vanished without a trace. Her lips puckered, and her eyes brimmed with tears.
Then she threw herself into Wang Shouzhe's arms and whimpered tearfully, "Daddy, you finally came. Wuu wuu~"
Seeing his precious daughter looking so aggrieved, Wang Shouzhe's heart melted at once. How could he still be angry?
He hurriedly caught her securely, rubbing her hair with a pained expression. "You silly child, standing so high up on that platform... weren't you afraid of falling?"
"Daddy, the... the old teacher was bullying people." Wang Liyao pouted, tears in her eyes, her pretty cheeks puffed up with anger.
A bead of cold sweat ran down Wang Shouzhe's face.
Why did this entire scene look more like you were bullying the old teacher?
Then Wang Shouzhe turned and scolded his son, "Wang Zongan, what are you good for? You just stood there like an idiot and didn't even know to talk your sister down."
Wang Zongan's eyes widened abruptly.
Th-this was my fault too? I'm only five, okay?
Besides, I clearly tried persuading her so many times. Would Sister even listen to me?
"You still dare glare at me?" Wang Shouzhe said sternly. "As the Young Clan Leader of the Ping'an Wang Clan, if you can't control the situation, it's your fault. I'll deal with you when we get back."
Fine!
Wang Zongan wore an utterly lifeless expression.
This time, he probably could not escape a beating. Still, he was used to it. Whenever his sister caused trouble,