"What's the matter? What on earth happened?" An Shuchao looked at his daughter, her expression one of unbearable pain, and his face turned red with anxiety.
"Bai Yufeng... When I was washing my hair, he... he was groping me..." An Hao covered her face and began to cry, tears streaming through her fingers.
"Bai Xue!" An Shuchao was frantic, pointing at her nose and yelling, "This is your nephew's doing! Now what do we do?"
"I... I don't know what happened either!" Bai Xue was completely dumbfounded. She felt ashamed and disgraced that Bai Yufeng could do such a thing at home.
Then she thought, he couldn't have really taken the old lady's word to heart, wanting to subdue An Hao.
"I provide for you with good food and shelter! And today, I've raised an ingrate! Now he's even after my daughter!" An Shuchao was so angry that his chest heaved. If it weren't for being at home, and his daughter being wronged, he would have truly regretted it.