He glared at the arrogant little guy in front of him, furrowing his brows in displeasure.
Even little Jiang Nan, the little tyrant, wouldn't dare to act out in front of him. Today's the first time he's encountered such a little one who dares to talk back to him.
Judging by the looks of it, this kid is much younger than him, at most just over two years old, probably even younger than Meimei.
Yet this temper is hardly small.
"I'm here to see my aunt, not intrude into your house. Move aside, or I'll whip you!" the little one said, flicking a delicate whip out from their small hand.
The little one raised their proud little face, demonstrating against Tingye.
"Whip me? We'll see who whips who. No crying if you lose!" Tingye took a step back, rolled up his sleeves, and narrowed his sly black eyes at the little one in front of him.
Mom said not to bully the younger kids, but he had no idea where this little one popped out from; he's never seen them before.
