After reading through the criticisms, Su Shengjing turned his head around and glanced at the little girl who was sitting on the sofa and drinking her milk. Rage suddenly bubbled up in his heart.
These people could just insult me. Why must they hurt a child who is barely four years old?
She's an angel who is untainted by the world. Why are they so relentless even toward a child?
Su Jiu had heard Su Shengjing's call from the living room. Her father was right. It was useless to argue with the antis right now. How could he oppose them single-handedly?
She had witnessed how vulgar the antis were when she had used Weibo in the past.
When Su Shengjing read the criticisms, he was not too affected by the comments directed at himself. However, when he saw how they were scolding his daughter alongside himself, he could not bear it anymore.
They had said that she was an ugly illegitimate brat who did not have a mother.
