He immediately stopped, smiled at Ding Ding, and said, "Ding Ding, I'm your grandfather. Come here, let me give you a hug."
Seeing his overly-friendly smile, Coco felt uncomfortable.
"I don't care who you are. Hitting people is wrong, even if it's your fault. I won't allow you to hit people, and you must say sorry to this pretty and nice young aunt here," Coco said sternly, with his hands behind his back, looking serious and speaking clearly.
Shen Deshun's face couldn't take it anymore.
Even though Ding Ding was his daughter's child, he was the young master of the Li family, with an important status. Shen Corporation was facing a crisis, and Shen Deshun was hoping to make a good impression on Li Zhenting to help the company out.
He stood there awkwardly.
"If you won't say sorry, then please leave. We don't want grumpy old men here," Coco firmly told him.
Shen Deshun was surprised. He didn't expect a little kid to act so authoritatively.
