"Pei Ziheng, sit down! You're not allowed to go anywhere!" Pei Zhenyuan was so angry his whole body trembled. He suppressed his volume and rebuked.
Pei Ziheng was expressionless. "Xiao Ling feels wronged here, so of course I'll have to bring her to another seat."
Pei Zhenyuan was furious. "What on earth do you want!"
"I've said it before, I don't want Xiao Ling to be wronged."
"Okay… very good," Pei Zhenyuan said. Even though he was very angry, he had to consider the big picture. Hence, he had no choice but to swallow this anger. He stared resentfully at his grandnephew who had failed to meet his expectations. People had often said that trifling destroys one's will. Sure enough, the grandnephew he had once thought was so promising had lost his will ever since he adopted this wild brat! "I take back my words. Xia Ling is not a brat," Pei Zhenyuan swallowed his anger and said.
