Ning Zitong's hand that was just about to cut Chun's hair paused upon hearing the sound.
Mo Chenxi quickly ran to little Zhichun's side, reaching out to pull her behind him protectively.
"It's you again, Auntie."
He cautiously raised his little electric eyes to look at Ning Zitong.
"What are you planning to do with those scissors?"
Seeing the questioning look in this little guy's eyes, Ning Zitong couldn't help but frown a bit.
"Little guy, don't be so tense. I'm not a bad person."
She just wanted to use the scissors to cut a strand of Xixi's hair.
"But you have the scissors."
Mo Chenxi still harbored distrust.
As Ning Zitong was unsure how to explain, little Zhichun spoke up.
"Brother, Auntie would never bully Chun, Auntie is very, very good to Chun!"
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Little Zhichun nodded her head assuredly, her big eyes sparkling.
"Brother Shaoqian said that Xixi is Auntie's darling, so Brother Shaoqian said he's afraid to bully Chun, or Auntie would scold him!"
