"For once, can you be a little less biased between us?"
Hearing his son's question, Xin Zimen turned his head to look at Ying who blinked innocently then looked back at Xiao Li and deadpanned, "No. I think I'd like to stay biased in this way."
"Dad! I'm your son!"
"Thanks for reminding me," retorted Xin Zimen making Ying laugh at Xiao Li's frustration. "On another note, there is no point trying to convince me that Ying is in the wrong. Even if she is, I still won't say anything to her. She's someone's daughter, you or I have no right to shout at her."
"I knew it! You'll just find a way to side with her," said Xiao Li and looked at Ying who was making faces at him, standing behind his father. And whenever his father looked back, she would turn into an innocent girl.
