Grandma Li's face was pale. Her favorite thing to do was to pretend to faint and be sick when she was at her wit's end...
She clearly knew that the word Filial Piety was bigger than the sky.
Her son did not dare to bear the reputation of being an unfilial son.
"Are you trying to piss me off?"
Li Xing smiled softly to himself. "How could you die? How can someone like you be willing to die?"
She never stopped trying to turn their lives into what they were today.
Was she satisfied yet?
"Li Xing."
Wu Tong walked to Li Xing and helped him to stand up.
When grandma Li saw Wu Tong beside Li Xing, she shouted, "It's all because of you, you witch. How could my son hate me so much if it wasn't for you?"
"No, you should thank Wu Tong. If it weren't for her, maybe I would kill you."
It was Wu Tong who let him know that the couple should be like this.
