"It's me." Elder Zhao's voice was steady.
Xiao Qing immediately burst into tears and threw herself into elder Zhao's arms. She cried quite miserably and even sobbed, "Grandpa, I'm Yueyue, I'm afraid of Yueyue.
Elder Zhao patted his granddaughter's back and nodded. yes, you should be afraid. Now you know that you walked on the edge of a knife. I've told you many times, you can't judge a book by its cover, you must be kind and modest."
"Grandpa!" Qing Zhu was really scared to death.
"Jealousy is just a small problem. But what disappointed me was that you were so vicious. Little friend Bai never had any ill intentions toward you, but you wanted to kill her. " Elder Zhao sighed.
When Xiao Qing heard this, it cried even more miserably. I was wrong, grandfather, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Grandfather, you can't do this.
