Maison put one hand in his pocket and said, “It’s wrong for a man to bully a woman. You should apologize to Aunt.”
His voice was very stern, and it sounded like he was condemning him.
Zivon frowned.
When did he ever bully Xavia?
Starting from the afternoon, he either got locked out of the house by Xavia, or had to watch the inappropriate interaction between Keith and her. Besides that, she was also inexplicably cold to him.
Who was the one bullying whom in the end?
“Which one of your eyes saw me bullying her?”
Yulia replied, “My left eye and right eye. I don’t care. I don’t care! Mommy is the gentlest person in this world and she won’t get angry with anyone or be unreasonable. But whenever she is unhappy, it is your fault, Uncle Burton. You must take responsibility.”
Gentle? Could they really use the word gentle to describe Xavia?
Maison added, “Yes. No matter what the reason is and whose fault it is, it is always the man’s fault. Daddy, if you refuse to take responsibility, we will ignore you.”
No matter whose fault it is, it was always the man’s fault?
“Where did you hear that? Right or wrong, whoever is wrong is wrong regardless of gender,” Zivon corrected him.
Maison snorted coldly, “That’s not it. A man who tells a woman about right and wrong will never have a girlfriend. If you win the argument, then you will lose your girlfriend! I won’t do that kind of stupid thing!”
Zivon was speechless.
A young boy at the age of three actually understood this kind of reasoning?
He looked at Nathan, who was at the corner, as he used his eyes to ask him how he taught the child.
Nathan had an innocent expression on his face. “Young Master, this is a reasoning that all men understand, and it doesn’t need to be taught. But I think that the little master is really enlightened. Fortunately, he didn’t inherit your genes, Young Master.”
Zivon’s eyes fell. “Nathan Miller, are you saying that there is something wrong with my genes?”
“No, no!” Nathan was so scared that his legs went weak as he quickly denied, “I absolutely did not mean that. It’s just that the little master is very intelligent and has a warm personality. There is absolutely no problem with your genes, Young Master.”
Zivon glanced at him and didn’t continue saying anything. After that, he took a step forward to go upstairs in a cold and noble manner.
His trousers legs were suddenly pulled.
He turned his head, lowered his eyes and saw two children who were pulling on each of his pants’ legs as they stared at him with earnest looks.
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