Zuko’s chubby hands were strong. After hitting the ‘tambourine’, he held his own cheeks and giggled.

“Zuko!” Zephyr pulled his chubby hand and pretended to hit it. “How dare you hit your father, you brat. Let me punish you!”

“Mama!”

The boy who was wronged turned around to hold Cordelia’s neck.

However, she did not spoil him like she usually did. Instead, she softly placed him on the ground, allowing him to cry, and insisted not to carry him. Later on, she squatted down with Zephyr.

She stopped smiling and said, looking at him seriously, “Which hand did you hit Daddy with? Show me!”

Zuko widened his eyes at first before frowning. He was about to cry again, but Cordelia stared fiercely at him.

“It’s wrong for you to hit someone! He’s your father. How dare you hit him?”

“Wah…”

“Which hand did you hit Daddy with? Show me!”

He understood he might have made a mistake this time, so

hold back and gently hit each palm. When Zuko was

one and a half years old now, darling. There are things that Mommy has to teach you. Hitting someone’s face is very rude. Don’t

“So, Mommy believes that you’ll definitely not do something so rude again. Am

understood what ‘gentleman’ meant. He

He looked at Zephyr in terror and stuttered.

his son’s apology, but also because Cordelia was

his cheek to show that he accepted

staring at

know what to say. “I

was stunned. How much did she neglect him

him, but for him to grow

while smiling. “You’ll forever have a

if our son makes you angry again, I’ll definitely be on your side! We’ll fight that little brat

as big as

did this old geezer

I could practice on my dad… I’ll have to talk to my grandpa

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