Hurry up and apologize to your aunt Liu

Yaya, Yaya, Yaya! Liu Shan glared at her daughter helplessly with a hint of blame.

LAN Muya pouted and ran to LAN Shanhua's side pitifully. She pulled his arm and swayed it.

"Dad, you know, I'm sick this week, so I didn't go to school. In order to take care of me, mother hasn't had a good rest for a few days and nights. Don't even mention the dress I'm going to wear to the charity dinner tonight. The dress I just ruined is mom's most precious dress. Now that the dress is ruined and mom is injured, you can't just let mom bear all these mistakes alone."

"Dad, you can't be so biased. I'm your daughter too, and my mom is your wife. You can't be biased and always protect your sister. You'll hurt mom's and my feelings."

LAN Shanhua's eyes were dark as he looked up at Lan Xiao.

The father and daughter looked at each other.