"Do you hate him?"
are you resenting the old lady for causing trouble and taking your life? resenting Madam Wen for not keeping you alive? resenting the heavens for giving you ten months of pregnancy but not giving you the chance to be born? " Jiang huailu didn't know why he asked this.
Ah Yin frowned as he looked at her.
"Don't even think about pinching me." Jiang huailu cupped his face with both hands. Look at me, you've loosened my meat. I've gained weight."
Ah Yin couldn't explain in a few words.
"Yes, yes, yes. We loosened it and squeezed it until it became fat."
"If you ask me if I have any complaints? If I don't blame him, then wouldn't I be a Saint? But what I hate is the ruthlessness of some people!" Ah Yin's expression darkened, and even became a little fierce.
"Some debts will have to be settled sooner or later." Ah Yin's tone was mocking.
