Mr. Jiang, although he drove to school from home, actually got home faster than Jiang Zhiyi.
"Come here."
As soon as Jiang Zhiyi walked through the door, he saw Mr. Jiang sitting in the living room, frowning at him and demanding, "What's the matter with you? How could you leave Xiao Xi alone at school so late at night?"
"She's not a three-year-old. Can't she figure out how to get home on her own?" Jiang Zhiyi furrowed his brows. He was in a bad mood and didn't feel like dealing with his old man. His tone was somewhat sharp.
"Listen to yourself. What kind of thing is that to say?" Mr. Jiang, slapping the table and pointing at him furiously, scolded, "Xiao Xi is a girl, do you know how dangerous it is for her to go home alone at night? You two go to the same school. Why can't you just bring her home with you? Besides, if you really had something going on, you should've told us in advance so I could have picked her up."
