The man then released his son and turned to praise Zhou Xinya, "Well done!"

My son's mouth was already so dirty when he was little, what will he be like when he grows up?

Who are Jinziduo's parents?

A family with a long military tradition, people who have received countless medals, how dare you insult them like this?

The chubby boy was just being mischievous and wanted to embarrass the class monitor, but he didn't expect that a simple sentence would cause such a consequence.

Not only was he beaten by the female demon, but he also had to be beaten by his father in front of her.

Judging from the current situation, he might get a mixed doubles beating when he gets home.

Little Fatty felt as if everything before him was pitch black.

Hesitantly, the female demon walked up to him, bowed sincerely, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit your head."

This is Zhou Xinya's honest opinion. She originally intended to hit the arm, but she misjudged the spot and bumped into the person's head, resulting in such a large bump.

"It's...it's okay, don't say anything." Little Fatty felt a chill run down his spine. The female demon was apologizing to him personally, but something still felt off.

Sure enough, his guess was correct.

Dad frowned and called his name angrily, "Du Yuheng! How the hell did you have the nerve to cry before?"

"You're still a boy, how dare you cry?"

The man's fierce voice echoed throughout the office, making Du Yuheng's heart pound with fear.

He was just being mischievous; does he deserve to be criticized by everyone for saying just one thing?

Even Dad wasn't on my side.

As he thought about it, Du Yuheng's vision blurred, and large tears streamed down his face.

Seeing this, the man became even angrier. "Oh, you're getting more and more aggressive now, aren't you?"

As she spoke, she grabbed a trash can from the side and shoved it into her son's arms, saying, "Cry until you fill a trash can, then don't come home."

Du Yuheng was crying so hard his mind was blank, his nose was stuffy, and he followed behind the man, touching his swollen little head, calling out, "Daddy, Daddy—"

The two sides were in a chaotic mess. Sun Lifang sighed and looked at her daughter—

How should I put it? Should I scold her until she cries, or yell at her for meddling?

Zhou Xinya is an independent individual. She made her own choices and apologized for the consequences.

The question now is, "Where did all the gold go?"

The office was in chaos because of him; where was the person in question?