Although Gu Siting controlled the force of his slap,
it was still a bit heavy for an eight-year-old girl.
Ye Chuner staggered back several steps, feeling a burning pain on her small face.
She opened her eyes wide, looking at Gu Siting in disbelief.
Since arriving at the Presidential Residence, the uncle she revered and feared the most was him.
He was handsome and cool, not prone to smiles or laughter.
He was neither good nor bad to her, but he would still help her when she needed it.
But ever since Little Orange came, his attention was completely taken by her.
She knew that Little Orange was his biological daughter, but she was his niece too!
And her Grandma was his aunt.
He held not a trace of family affection for them!
Now, he had even slapped her hard because of that bad woman.
From childhood, she had never been hit.
No one dared to touch a single hair on her head.
