Lin Sen nodded. "She took away the inkstone my father gave me for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Every time she took something easy to break. I told my father, but he didn't believe me. He even said that she was my mother's nanny and was loyal to her. She would be good to me. She clearly wasn't good to me at all. Why didn't he believe me? Why did he believe that old woman?"
Lin Haoran nodded. "That's what adults are like. They always think that what they say is right. Just like last time, it was clearly my third brother who took my pocket money, but my mother said that I was greedy and spent it all on myself. She even found an excuse."
