"No crying! Hold back those tears."
Grand Old Master Zhong reprimanded his grandson when he saw tears welling in his eyes.
"Grandpa, it hurts," Zhong Yun uttered vaguely.
Being tortured to this point by that woman, did he even not have the freedom to cry?
"Even in pain, no crying!"
Grand Old Master Zhong spoke with a stern face.
Today, he had truly disgraced himself at his own home. He did not dare to utter a word against a little girl's threats and even allowed her to take Zhong You away right in front of him.
He was the one who truly wanted to cry!
"The doctor said that tears can become pus when they touch your face. Don't you care about your own face? What are you all still doing standing there? Why haven't you hastily wipe Yun'er's tears? Have you all forgotten your duties?"
The old man roared at the maids.
"We bought you to serve the master, not to act like mistresses and masters. Hurry up!"
"Yes, Old Master."
