Erya was touched and wiped her tears on the side; the little brother was so understanding and adorable.
Upon hearing the youngest son say this, Mr. Cheng felt even more heartache.
He secretly resented his own uselessness; just like last night, he couldn't even withstand one round and got kicked unconscious. How could he protect the children?
He clenched his hands tightly, his eyes reddened, looking as if he was guilty of a grave sin.
Cheng Xiaoxiao thought to herself, this isn't good, did I hit too hard, ending up going overboard?
Quickly, she persuaded, "Dad, we're a family, we should support each other. I'm the eldest at home, how can we rely on you alone to hold everything up? We must work together, shine and excel in our areas of expertise."
