With people attending to him, Xiao Yining might have gone hungry a few times, but how was he tormented?
That brat was just setting him up on purpose.
All these years, it's the same; if he doesn't mess with him, he feels uneasy.
Nuoyan raised an eyebrow, "What's the point of explaining to me? Ziqi's worried sick at home every day, can't rest day or night, I think you totally deserve it."
Xiao Moli furrowed his brow, pondering how on earth he could please his wife.
An Ziqi had checked Xiao Yining upstairs and saw a few scars on his back from past injuries, feeling heartbroken.
She was so angry she almost took Xiao Yining and Xiao Qian'ai back to Ye Minzhi's place.
Luckily, Nuoyan persuaded her, so she stayed.
Xiao Moli saw Xiao Yining smugly curled up in An Ziqi's arms and just wanted to grab this little troublemaker and give him a good beating.
But with An Ziqi protecting him, he had no way to do anything.
