Hao Li, seeing that Old Master Song had no intention of punishing Xiao Mo, simply lay on the ground and began to throw a tantrum.
Her son had become what he was now, and the Feng family would definitely not let her off easily.
If she didn't stir up something now, she would have no hopes for the future.
Lu Zhaozhao watched Old Master Song's troubled frown and then walked over.
"Grandpa, what's going on?"
Her voice was light and soft, but with a soothing tone that was especially comforting to hear.
Even Hao Li, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground, calmed down significantly.
Her gaze circled around Lu Zhaozhao's figure, and suddenly, as if she thought of something, she lunged toward Lu Zhaozhao and hugged her legs.
"Wuu wuu... Zhaozhao, help your aunt, your cousin now... wuu wuu... Zhaozhao help your aunt..."
Her crying was heart-wrenching, touching to those who saw.
Of course, Hao Li was crying so miserably on purpose.
