Liu Rushuang slid a glance at Han Moze's fierce glare and gulped by reflex.
'Dear son, why would you lie to your father? Don't you know his temper?' She thought in slight disappointment.
"Come here! Longyuan!" Han Moze barked loudly.
Longyuan pulled a long face with his adorable cheeks and nervously moved towards Han Moze.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Han Moze asked solemnly.
Longyuan blinked his large eyes innocently. "I did nothing wrong, father."
Han Moze could not hold back his blinding rage right then—how frustrated could he be? The brat still thinks that he's an angel!
Gritting his teeth, he asked, "The handmaidens and guardsmen did not pull your hair, slap you, or take off your pants. Isn't that so?"
"No! I'm not lying! They really bullied me! Please believe me, father!"
Longyuan clenched his fists with a look of utter innocence, but he was actually very nervous on the inside.
