Counting Tiles

"Grandfather...we already got revenge..."

Song Yaoyao explained carefully.

In fact, the guy was destroyed. But she did not dare to tell him that.

Huo Yunque held back a smile as he stood up and threw the magazine onto the coffee table.

"Now that you've seen him, Song Yaoyao, let's go home."

"You haven't been here for long," Elder Huo said as he glared at him. "If you want to leave, you can leave on your own. I want Yaoyao to keep me company! It's good that you got revenge. If you couldn't even protect this young woman, I would have told you to change your surname!"

Song Yaoyao felt guilty when she heard the old man siding with her.

She did not dare to tell him that she was on the serving end of the punches the entire time.

Although she wasn't the one who started the fight, the person that provoked her was hit quite pitifully.

"Grandfather! Forget about it, I didn't suffer at all. Not even a bit!"