Mo Qiansu's gaze turned cold.
Before she could block the incoming slap, Xu Jinhua suddenly cried out "Ah!" and withdrew her hand, then wore an expression as if her hand was about to break from the pain.
"Mom, what happened to your hand?"
An unknown object hit Xu Jinhua's wrist, which swiftly turned red and swollen.
Outside the courtyard, aside from the three of them, there was no one else.
Having realized something, Mo Qiansu tilted her head slightly and saw the edge of a little cap peeking over the courtyard wall. As her gaze swept over, the cap retracted further down, as if to hide itself well. But unbeknownst to the owner, the exposed nozzle of a toy gun had already given away its presence...
Mo Qiansu felt a headache coming on, yet found the situation amusing.
