Farce

Dou Shengming's arrival stopped this farce. After all, everyone knew about the Dou's.

The children apologized to each other, and Dou Shengming took Tang Ke'er and Tang Xiaofan home.

Tang Ke'er brought Tang Xiaofan to his room and took the medicine box.

All along the process, Tang Ke'er frowned and carefully placed the medicine on the wound on her hand.

"Is there any other pain?" Tang Ke'er asked worriedly.

"No, I hit them all!"

Hearing Tang Xiaofan's reply, Tang Ke'er didn't say anything else until she put the medicine box back.

"Mother, are you angry? I won't fight anymore. " Tang Xiaofan said weakly. There was even a bit of grievance in his words. Although it wasn't his fault, it seemed to have made Tang Ke'er unhappy.

Hearing her son's question, Tang Ke'er sighed and knelt down. Ye Zichen held Tang Xiaofan's other hand that wasn't injured.