Feng Lin heard the voice and instantly turned his head.
He saw a middle-aged woman pointing at Chi Qiaoqiao's nose, loudly scolding her.
He immediately walked over and stood in front of Chi Qiaoqiao; he wasn't worried about Chi Qiaoqiao.
He was worried about the two people opposite.
"Are you this child's guardian? How do you discipline your child? Look, my grandson has been made to cry by her."
When the middle-aged woman saw Feng Lin approaching, she yelled at the top of her voice.
"He touched me first!"
Chi Qiaoqiao countered, her expression growing colder and colder.
Although Feng Lin hadn't been paying attention earlier, he knew Chi Qiaoqiao wasn't lying.
It would be too abnormal for such a significant figure to bully a little brat.
"Wuwu! Grandma!"
The little boy was sitting on the ground, hugging the woman's leg, crying loudly.
"Apologize to my grandson right now, or we won't leave this matter be!" the woman pointed at Feng Lin and demanded.