Next second.
Patrick ruthlessly kicked Qin Yan away, bypassed her and came to Fiona, lowering his eyes, “How did you hit her?”
Fiona was concise, “Broom.”
“Really smart.” Patrick laughed low, and raised his hand to rub the little girl’s hair. Qing Jie’s grim brows were full of indulgence, “This way I won’t hurt my Fu Xiaoting’s hand.”
After a pause, he squeezed Fiona’s cheek twice, and said in a deep voice, “But for beating people, I should be called. We can put her in a sack and beat her together. Isn’t it more exciting? ”
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