"Yes, Mother. I got it, I won't ever lie to Father."
Liu Rushuang smiled contentedly and gave Fengwu a loving peck on the cheek—in the end, daughters are far obedient and more understanding.
Still, she sighed quietly when she thought about Longyuan. Not even Liu Rushuang herself dared to challenge him at a whim.
How did a child like him who barely grew teeth have the guts to provoke that tyrant? Was his life too peaceful that he needed to do it?
Either way, she could only hope that the boy improved after being taught a lesson!
Back at the front, Han Moze pulled out Longyuan's hand high over his head, so that his other hand would not reach before smacking it heavily five times with the chopstick.
"Are you going to tell the truth? Huh?" He snapped coldly.
"Sob… You shouldn't beat children, Father! Violence is bad!"
Longyuan was frowning with pain and continued to cry mournfully. "I didn't lie, why wouldn't you trust me, Father? Sob…"
