"..."
Tang Yun Ze felt a stifling tightness in his chest and choked up, unable to speak.
Lan Xin Ai gently grabbed Xi Ye Mo and whispered, "Stop it."
Spoiling your son doesn't mean spoiling him like this.
"Young Master Xi, the surveillance video clearly shows that Young Master Xi wasn't hurt," Tang Yun Ze, although unhappy, still managed to keep a proper demeanor.
"Is the surveillance an X-ray? Can it see whether my son is hurt or not?"
Xi Ye Mo snorted with disdain.
"..." Tang Yun Ze felt a headache coming on.
"Husband."
Lan Xin Ai tugged at Mr. Xi.
"My son was pushed down; who knows if he's hurt somewhere."
Xi Ye Mo's tone didn't sound domineering at all.
Lan Xin Ai's eyelid twitched, but she said nothing else.
"If Young Master Xi is hurt, our Tang Family will take full responsibility."
Tang Yun Ze, still clueless as to why, would be too foolish if he didn't speak up immediately.
