"The kids are asleep, why are you lifting the blankets?"
It's cold these days, people can easily catch a cold this way.
"That damn girl just made up stories about Siyu at the Zhang Family's place and made Siyu cry."
Zhou Lanfang angrily pointed at Shen Mianmian to tattle.
Only then did Shen Jianhua pay attention to Zhou Siyu, noticing her reddened eyes that had indeed seen tears, his brow furrowed involuntarily, "What exactly happened?"
"Dad, I didn't bully Siyu," Shen Mianmian defended with an innocent face. "Siyu asked me why sometimes I ignore her, and I said sometimes I was reading and didn't hear her, then she started crying. I just reminded her not to cry, especially during the New Year celebration at someone else's home—it's not good, and then my mom came to find fault with me."
Hearing this, Shen Jianhua's face grew dark. It was almost Chinese New Year, everyone was looking for a festive time; it wouldn't be good to cry at someone else's house, let alone their own.
