Lu Xuan heard from Housekeeper Liu that An Xiulan was in the room and crying pitifully, he immediately ran to her room. When he entered her room, he saw her tear-stained face and her sitting near his father.
"Did you hurt her?" Lu Xuan said as he pulled his sister and hid her behind his back. Since he was taller than her, he was easily able to hide her behind him.
An Xiulan tried to say but Lu Xuan wasn't in the mood to listen to anyone.
"You can beat me, scold me or anything you like but don't involve her, " Lu Xuan told his father, their eyes meeting. "I will not let you hurt my sister."
Lu Zhaolin looked at his angry son and sighed. "Guess, we really need family therapy." He didn't say anything and quietly left the room.
"Ouch!" Lu Xuan winched when he felt her pinching his waist. "What are you doing?"
