"Sweetie, it's okay. Uncle is not a bad person, he just has a loud voice..."
"Wha...wha..." Dingding held onto her. "Mom, mom... find Uncle Vincent... Aunt Xiao... beat him..."
"Okay, okay, mommy will call Uncle Vincent and Aunt Xiao to drive the bad guy away. Is that alright?"
"He's scary..." Dingding sobbed, clutching her arm tightly, looking back at the door, "Hide... hide..."
"It's okay, it's okay...he has left."
Dangdang climbed out from under the covers, took Dingding, and wiped away her tears: "Little sister, stop crying."
"Brother..." Dingding let go of Wanqing and leaned on him, "I'm scared..."
"Don't be scared, don't be scared, your brother is here."
"Wha...wha..."
"Don't cry, don't cry."
In the living room, Mu Tianying heard Dingding's sobs. The alcohol wore off—he had drunk five or six bottles, a bit drunk of course, otherwise, how would he dare shout like this? He didn't know when he stopped having the heart to yell at Wanqing, and today, he...
