Nangong Lengyu held her breath. She knew that she should not interfere in this matter, but he had gone overboard. She could not be bothered to pay attention to him. She looked at Xiaoqi lovingly. "Xiaoqi, let grandma take a look at your hand."
Xiaoqi's small hands were clenched tightly. He looked at her and shook his head; his big eyes were full of sparkling tears, and his voice was hoarse. "Xiaoqi is fine. It doesn't hurt."
Fire suddenly blazed in Huo Ci's eyes as he gritted his teeth in anger. "You brat, what nonsense are you shouting? Who are you calling grandma? Can you call her grandma casually?"
Grandma!
What a joke!
When had she become his grandma?
"Granduncle." Xiaoqi looked at him timidly, his small body shrinking in fright as he gave him an aggrieved and sad look.
Then what should he shout?
Grandpa was angry with him again.
