Anjiu might have been naughty, but she wasn't rebellious and violent from the start. It was only after she realized that no one would help her, that she learned the only way to not be bullied was to become bad herself and to bully others. She had no choice but to protect herself in this way.
Her body was especially prone to fevers, and every time the illness struck, it was fierce. Since her grandmother's death, the only person who had taken care of her during her high fevers was Fu Chenshang.
Song Xingguo surprisingly did not fly into a rage, after all, she was his own daughter, and he had been prepared for her temperament.
Song Xingguo raised his hand slightly, and two tall, sturdy, black-clad bodyguards quickly blocked the door.
Anjiu glanced at the two bodyguards with an unruffled demeanor, "Song Xingguo, you are truly relentless in reaching new lows."
