Lin Weidong, having seen much in his life, immediately understood Lin Ruonan's reaction. He slammed the table.
"Tell me, how did that brat bully you?"
Lin Ruonan hurriedly explained while looking at Lin Weidong's furious face, "Dad, no... he didn't bully me, Brother. He really didn't."
Her later words lacked any conviction.
"Didn't bully you? Do you look like someone who hasn't been bullied?" Lin Weidong completely disbelieved Lin Ruonan's words and continued to press.
Lin Ruonan was cornered and simply turned her body, facing away from Lin Weidong. "I said he didn't bully me, so he didn't. Your daughter is so skilled; how could anyone bully me? You're really getting more nagging as you age."
Lin Weidong: "..."
Caring about her only to be called nagging?
Seeing his daughter's embarrassed and angry face, Lin Weidong touched his nose and sat down again.
