So tiny, standing before Director Li, such a grown man.
Looking up with her little head, without a hint of fear.
"You, what nonsense are you spouting!"
The clear, direct, and forthright gaze, together with Tang Chuang standing behind her, made Director Li's back sweat, his tone of rebuttal sounding somewhat hollow.
As he got older, after having deceived others so many times, he found the misdeeds of his youth less memorable.
But with the young girl bringing them up like this, it seemed there was indeed such an incident.
Apart from the few of them, there were workers installing the mahogany Entrance Hall who couldn't help but look over upon hearing this.
With so many eyes on him, Director Li's face turned a terrible shade.
Yet Little Milk Jin continued to speak, hands on hips, in her babyish voice.
