Perhaps it would be like this for the rest of his life.
Chu Xiang, watch your mouth. Chu lui picked up the cup on the table and said indifferently. At the same time, it was a warning. if you can't control it, get lost immediately. &Quot;
The seven or eight-year-old child could already tell the good from the bad and understood what Chu lui was saying. She hugged Song Wan's legs and cried even harder.
Rainy reached out her hand to her father, her eyes reddening. She did not cry or shout. Even if she wanted to cry loudly, she could not make a sound.
Chu lui took his daughter over and placed his hand on her face. Rainy smiled at her father naively and grabbed her father's button out of habit. She did not want to see anyone.
He brought Zheng Anze and rainy into his bedroom. He did not want to come out before eating.
"What did Xiang Xiang say?" Song Wan asked Chu Jiang awkwardly.
"What else can I say?" Chu Jiang sneered. little mute! &Quot;
