Ye Xiaofei rushed to Fang Ling'er's side and squatted down to pick her up. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Fang Ling'er wasn't injured.
Fang Ling'er pouted and said, "Daddy, the ice cream was stolen and he hit me."
Ye Xiaofei's eyes suddenly revealed a fierce look.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" A man and a woman rushed over and protected the little fatty behind them.
"Hey, are you crazy? It's just a fight between children. Why are you throwing a tantrum at a child?"
Before Ye Xiaofei could say anything, the man on the other side had already opened his eyes wide and roared.
"Do you know that your child hit my daughter and stole her ice cream?" Ye Xiaofei asked with a dark face.
The woman immediately added, "It's just ice cream. What's the big deal? Is our son the kind of person who can't even afford ice cream? Son, do you have a reason for doing this?"
