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Han Bo's round cheeks flushed red. After a moment of hesitation, he continued in a small voice.
"I like Wei Fan very much, and I wanted to play with him. But he started playing with Dong Hai instead. I got angry, so I..."
His voice gradually trailed off. He lowered his head, his chubby fingers twisting nervously against his clothes.
For a moment, the courtyard fell silent.
Madam Zhang stared at her son, clearly taken aback by his answer. She had been so occupied with insisting that Han Bo was the victim that she hadn't even bothered to ask how the quarrel had started.
Han Yan raised an eyebrow.
"So, because Wei Fan chose to play with someone else, you became angry and decided to cause trouble?"
Han Bo pursed his lips but said nothing.
Han Yan looked at him steadily.
