Su Xiaowu clenched his fist tightly as he held the gift, but no matter how hard he clenched, he couldn't bear to put the box down.
This is meant for the little one. What if it gets on the ground or gets dirty by these little rascals, and the little one doesn't like it anymore?
Seeing Su Xiaowu gritting his teeth, looking fierce yet reluctant to put down the box in his hand, Qin Tianshuo, who was leading the group, rolled his eyes and said, "Su Sihan is all alone today. It's time for us to get our revenge! Brothers, charge!"
Upon hearing their leader's command, the group of boys instantly became excited and rushed forward, punching and kicking Su Xiaowu.
Su Xiaowu was reluctant to put down the gift box, and had no time to dodge, so she took several blows.
Su Xiaowu's explosive temper finally reached its breaking point, and she slammed the gift box on the ground.
He kicked the person closest to him to the ground with one kick, shouting, "Ah! I can beat all of you trash down by myself!"
Then, his little fists were wildly swung around in a group of boys' attack. Although he failed to knock them down, they were all beaten black and blue and didn't get the better of him.
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Su Ruanruan sat in her car seat, wiggling her chubby little feet, her ten plump paws cradling a worried little face.
In order to have more time alone with Xiao Tuanzi, Li Mo'er drove very slowly.
"Pretty Auntie, do you think I should forgive Little Pot?" Little Dumpling said hesitantly, "Little Pot tripped me yesterday, and I dropped all the cookies I made for Big Pot on the ground. It was so awful."
"Sigh, this morning Xiaoguo almost beat up those little kids at the gosling nursery over their nest. Sigh..."
Listening to the little dumpling's sweet voice, Li Mo'er felt that no matter what the little dumpling said, it made her feel exceptionally comfortable.
She softened her voice and asked, "Does Little Softie like Little Pot?"
The little dumpling nodded without hesitation, "I like them all, whether they're big pots, small pots, or even second, third, and fourth pots that I haven't met yet, I like them all."
Li Mo'er smiled gently, "Everyone makes mistakes. Even the people we like make mistakes. But we're good kids, so we should forgive the people we like, right?"
"Pretty Auntie is right!" the little dumpling exclaimed suddenly. "Auntie, let's go back to the gosling nursery to pick up Little Pot!"
"Okay!" Li Mo'er turned around and went straight back to the kindergarten.
At this moment, Su Xiaowu was engaged in a fierce battle against ten opponents. His little fists were constantly waving, and his little feet were constantly kicking out. But the people attacking him were also becoming more and more courageous. After being knocked down, they would immediately get up and rush back to him.
Before Su Ruanruan even got out of the car, she saw Su Xiaowu being beaten up by a group of little boys.
She quickly told Li Mo'er to stop the car, swiftly unbuckled her seatbelt, jumped out, and rushed towards Su Xiaowu.
"Ah—don't you dare bully my little pot!"
Li Mo'er only heard a babyish cry before the little dumpling, with its head tucked in, rushed into the chaotic group of boys fighting.
The little head bumped directly into the stomach of the little boy closest to Su Xiaowu.
The little boy was knocked so hard he landed on his bottom, feeling like his butt was about to be split in four. He immediately started crying and yelling, "Where did this fat little brat come from? I'm going to have my dad beat you to death!"
The little dumpling instantly turned into a pufferfish, plopped up and sat on the little boy's stomach with a thud, her two little fists furiously clenching the boy's face. "You're the little fatso! Your whole family are little fatsoes!"
Su Xiaowu stared wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing little dumpling, "You..." How did you get here?
Before he could finish speaking, a small fist smashed into his face, shattering his words into pieces.
"Ahhh..."
The little dumpling got angry, rushed over, grabbed the arm of the boy who hit Su Xiaowu, and bit down on it without hesitation.
"Ah..." A pig-like scream came from behind.
Su Xiaowu seized the opportunity and launched a swift counterattack, throwing a punch with his left hand and a kick with his right.
Li Mo'er stood outside their battle circle, extremely anxious. She wanted to help the little dumpling, but she felt that it would be a bit like bullying a child for an adult to help a child fight.
But maybe we shouldn't go up...
Seeing that some brat had picked up a brick from somewhere and was about to throw it at the little boy.
Li Mo'er instantly lost all her worries.
No, her adorable little dumpling absolutely cannot be taken advantage of.
She rushed over, grabbed the brat with one hand, and put the other on her hip. She swept her disdainful gaze around at the boys who had already cowered at the sight of adults. "Oh, you think you're so tough? A bunch of little brats trying to bully the weak, huh? See how I deal with you!"
Although Qin Tianshuo was also a coward, he was still the leader of this group no matter what.
Mustering his courage, he stepped forward and asked, "You dare?"
"Do you know who I am? I am the eldest young master of the Qin family. If you offend me, do you think that cold-blooded devil Su Sihan, who doesn't even care about his own brother, would take care of a servant like you?"
Li Mo'er nodded seriously, "Wow, you're actually the young master of the Qin family?"
"How about that, scared now?" Qin Tianshuo proudly raised his head, looking arrogant and overbearing.
"I'm so scared!" Li Mo'er said as she dropped the little boy who was cowering like a quail and picked him up.
She held her other hand up in front of his eyes, her fist clenched so tightly it cracked, "If you ever dare to bully others again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
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