Tang Moling was frustrated by Ji Buwang's question. "Then what should I do? Uncle, I…"
"Seems like you still haven't understood your mistake. Get down." Ji Buwang coldly interrupted Tang Moling's defense.
Tang Moling was so frightened that he almost jumped up. "No way, Uncle. I'm already so old, yet you still want to spank me? How am I going to face anyone in the future?"
He was only a few years older than him, but he had been threatening to spank him since they were young. What right did he have?
Tang Moling guarded his butt and glared at Ji Buwang, who sneered.
"You know that you're old, but look at what you've done. Which of the things you have done seems like it was done by an adult? You knew very well that this would affect Jingzhe, but did you ever think about it from her perspective? No, you only care about your own feelings!"
Ji Buwang had a disappointed look on his face. "Tang Moling, you're too selfish."
