Zhan Lingtuo rounded the corner and just so happened to encounter Zhan Moxiao sneaking a peek from his hiding spot. He lifted his little face with a sense of accomplishment, "Dad, my Cat-Style Tactics worked pretty well, didn't they?"
Zhan Moxiao patted his son's head, "Outstanding."
Father and son exchanged smiles, both peeking around the wall corner, and saw the girl standing there in a daze, looking lost and sad, then slowly turned to leave after a while.
As she walked away, she muttered, "Dammit, Zhan Moxiao, you flirt with me and you also mistreat my Ah Xiong. Just wait until I'm rich, you'll be the first one I take down!"
"Hahaha..." Both Zhan Moxiao and Zhan Lingtuo burst into laughter, watching the girl until she walked through the gate.
Zhan Lingtuo felt a pang of sympathy again, "Dad, Ou Xiaolan looks really upset. Aren't we being a bit too harsh on her?"
