Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 131 It's good that I didn't suffer any losses.

The little guy pointed at Zhuangzhuang with his chubby little finger, calm and composed, and said in a childish voice, "He's the bastard. He's the child of your son's mistress. Because your son has violent tendencies, he beat his wife and two sons to death."

The principal's eyes widened, and he hurriedly tried to cover YoYo's little mouth, thinking, "You mustn't say such things!"

But it's already been said.

"What...what nonsense are you spouting? You..."

Grandma Zhuang was furious, pointing at Yoyo with her face changing colors. She was pointing at Yoyo hysterically, as if she wanted to strangle her.

What's strange, though, is how she knows so much about their family affairs? And with such precision.

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe me, I'll tear your mouth apart."

“I’m not talking nonsense. Besides, you have a yin aura on you. It’s because the souls of your son’s wife and son haven’t left and are still in your house.”

"What?" Grandma Zhuang was so frightened that her legs went weak and she took a step back.

However, he quickly realized that a child's words were not worth believing at all.

"Ha, Principal, look for yourself. I'm not wronging her, am I? Not only did she hit someone, but she also talked nonsense and spread rumors that my son committed murder. If my son had committed murder, would he still be able to build a successful career? If my son had committed murder, in this society governed by law, would the police have turned a blind eye?"

The principal secretly rolled his eyes.

Judging from your appearance, your son probably isn't a good person either.

Moreover, he didn't know whether his son had killed anyone or not, and Yoyo was only a three-year-old child, so her words weren't very credible. But this old woman was incorrigible and couldn't distinguish right from wrong, making her extremely difficult to deal with.

“Your son will definitely be in jail within a week,” Yoyo said in a childish voice, pinching her chubby little hand.

"You...you still dare to talk nonsense? I'll beat you to death."

Grandma Zhuangzhuang got anxious, bared her teeth, and bared her claws as she charged at Yoyo.

Yoyo moved nimbly and jumped onto the table, dodging Grandma Zhuangzhuang's attack.

Grandma Zhuangzhuang missed her target and fell heavily onto the chair, which overturned, and a chair leg poked into her nostril, causing her to scream in pain.

Zhuangzhuang stood aside and watched quietly.

"Grandma Zhuangzhuang, are you alright?"

Although the principal was reluctant, he still rushed over to check on things.

There's no way around it; money is hard to earn, and life is tough. As the principal, I have to at least care about the students' parents.

Grandma Zhuang pulled the chair leg out of her nostril, furious and wanting to tear Yoyo to pieces right now.

It's outrageous, absolutely outrageous! No one has ever dared to treat her like this in all these years!

"you……"

Grandma Zhuangzhuang was furious. She grabbed a chair and was about to smash it on Youyou.

Yoyo took off running, and Grandma Zhuang chased after her frantically, cursing her wildly.

The principal tried to dissuade them loudly, but to no avail.

Yoyo was running along when she was suddenly tripped by Zhuangzhuang's outstretched foot.

Grandma Zhuang swung a chair, about to smash it at Yoyo, but unexpectedly, Yoyo suddenly withdrew.

Grandma Zhuang's chair crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces. You can imagine how much force it must have taken.

YoYo was scooped into a strong embrace. Looking up, she saw Zhan Guiting and threw herself into his neck, wailing, "Daddy, Daddy, you're here! Waaaaah, someone bullied me!"

Hmph, everyone has a powerful backer.

Grandma Zhuang looked up and saw Zhan Guiting, her heart skipped a beat.

The man was 190 cm tall, imposing and powerful, with perfectly sculpted features, yet his eyes were filled with murderous intent, especially his eyes, which were deadly weapons.

Grandma Zhuangzhuang stood before the man, feeling as insignificant and insignificant as a grain of sand in the dust.

However, Grandma Zhuang quickly remembered that her son was also an extraordinary person, and she immediately became proud.

"You're the parent of this bastard, aren't you?"

"What did you say?"

The man's voice was deep, yet it carried a strong sense of oppression, giving the impression that he might pull out a gun and kill someone at any moment.

"You..." Grandma Zhuang choked on her words, her eyes narrowing involuntarily. She then said, "You...you're this child's brother, right? Your child beat my grandson for no reason, broke his wrist, and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying. Tell me, how are we going to resolve this?"

Grandma Zhuangzhuang's legs were too weak to stand, so she pulled out a chair and sat down, trying to remain calm.

Although this man looks intimidating, based on her years of experience, she's definitely a king on the surface but a bronze-level player in reality.

Her son is a big shot in the Golden Triangle, she has nothing to be afraid of!

"Did someone get hit?"

Zhan Guiting looked down at the little dumpling in his arms and asked softly.

The little dumpling nodded, "Yeah, but he destroyed my toys first, kicked me, and then pulled my hair, so I beat him up."

"Are you hurt?" The man's tone was gentle and low, yet filled with endless doting and tenderness.

Yoyo thought Zhan Guiting would be angry, but to her surprise, he wasn't at all. So she said with a smile, "No, I'm not hurt."

Zhan Guiting finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that we didn't suffer any losses."

Grandma Zhuangzhuang's worldview was completely shattered when she looked at the father and daughter.

His daughter hit someone, and he still doted on her and defended her.

These young people nowadays are really ruining the next generation!

Zhan Guiting slightly raised his eyes, startling Grandma Zhuangzhuang, who instinctively looked away, not daring to look directly at him.

But thinking about it carefully, they are the victims, and she shouldn't be the one who should back down.

“My grandson has ADHD and doesn’t talk much. When he pulls other people’s hair, it’s just his way of trying to play with them, but your child misinterprets it as him hitting them. We are the victims. You must apologize today. If you don’t apologize, no one is leaving!”

"Grandma Zhuang, why don't we settle this matter amicably? After all, it was Zhuang Zhuang who brought this up. Zhuang Zhuang bullied Youyou, and I heard that Youyou forgave Zhuang once, only retaliating the second time. Logically speaking..."

"What? You all think it's Zhuangzhuang's fault? Don't you think his child has any problems? Let me ask you, why does my grandson only bully her and not others? It's because she's cheap. She's so young, yet she doesn't act like a child at all. Dressed like that, who is she trying to seduce? If my grandson doesn't beat her, who else should he beat..."

Yoyo looked down at her clothes. Because she had a lot of hair, she had tied it into two buns on either side of her head.

She was dressed so cleanly and neatly!

Grandma Zhuang's voice boomed into Zhan Guiting's ears, causing the man to furrow his brow.

After enduring it to the point of exhaustion, the man pressed Yoyo's little head onto his shoulder with his large hand, covered her eyes with one hand, and raised a gun with the other. With a "bang," the ceiling was pierced through.

"what!"

Grandma Zhuang was so frightened that she squatted down, covered her head, and trembled.

Zhuangzhuang was so scared that he wet his pants.

The principal was startled and swallowed hard.

The surroundings were completely silent, yet the atmosphere screamed with a deathly chill.

Grandma Zhuang mustered her courage and looked up at Zhan Guiting.

He has a gun? How is he legally allowed to own a gun?

Who is he?