At that time, would he still need to mobilize Qiao Nan to clean up Zhou Xing's mess?
He had to think of a way to prevent such a situation from occurring.
"Grandpa, can you stop talking?" What Zhou Xing hated the most was having other people talk to her about life principles. She was no three-year-old. She understood whatever she had to understand, but it did not matter whether she understood them or not. She would still not do whatever she was unwilling to do. "Didn't you say that we should find somewhere to have a chat? It's just as well. My stomach has something to say to you."
The situation today had been awkward enough. Thankfully, only one person had witnessed that scene. If any more people had been present, she would probably lose all respect and not even need to study in her school anymore.
