"It was my negligence that caused you to see me scolding my daughter, but I'm not guilty of such a crime..."
Mr. Cen held Qingtian in his arms and felt her small body trembling with fear.
He shouted at Meng Yu angrily, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and drag this crazy woman away!"
"I'm not a crazy woman, Miss Sunny..."
The round-faced woman reached out to grab Qingtian, but was slapped back by Old Man Cen.
"You unlucky thing, get away from me!"
Meng Yu no longer cared about the difference between men and women at this time, and hurried forward to drag the round-faced woman away.
Mr. Cen didn't know what Qingtian had experienced in the past. He thought that she had been spoiled by Boss Ye and Sister Ye since she was a child. She had never seen such a situation, so she was scared.
But no matter what the reason was, seeing Qingtian scared like this, Old Cen's heart was broken.
He put his arm around Qingtian and continued to comfort her softly.
"My dear, don't be afraid, Grandpa has already chased that man away.
"It's all my great-grandfather's fault. When we return to the capital, I'll have someone select a few reliable maids and wives to stay in your room to take care of you and serve you.
"From now on, if we go out again, no matter where we go, we will take them with us to serve you, okay?"
Qingtian's body was trembling, and it took a long time for him to be coaxed before he gradually calmed down.
She shook her head and said, "Grandpa, I don't want anyone to serve me. Mother has always taught me that I should do my own things.
"I can now almost dress and wash myself."
When Mr. Cen heard this, he thought that she was just scared by the round-faced woman just now, so she didn't want to choose anyone from the manor anymore.
So he suggested: "Then we don't want the ones from the farm. Let's go back and ask the traffickers to come over and let Grandpa buy you some maids, okay?"
Unexpectedly, when Qingtian heard the three words "human trafficker", his emotions, which had just calmed down, became agitated again.
She shuddered violently and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "I don't want human traffickers, Great Grandfather, I don't want human traffickers!"
"Okay, no more human traffickers!" Old Cen didn't understand what was going on, but he immediately went along with Qingtian's words and said, "It's all Great Grandfather's fault. He shouldn't have said such nonsense. How about Qingtian give Great Grandfather a few slaps to cool down his anger?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Qingtian's little hand and slapped it on himself.
Qingtian quickly retracted his hand and whispered, "It's not Great-Grandfather's fault."
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