Lu huaijiang's eyes darkened and he was unhappy.
What was wrong with Lulu's rules?
She's just a little short, can eat a little, a little chubby, and hates me a little. What's wrong with her?
"This son does not think so." Lu huaijiang's cold voice was heard, and his eyes fell straight on Jiang huailu.
Although they knew that she was so young, they might not make things difficult for her.
At most, they would restrain her in private, or the Xia family would teach her strictly.
But he just wasn't happy.
"Miss Jiang is only five years old, the most innocent age. His heart was pure, and it was at its purest. There are no impurities in one's eyes and heart. Bengong see that there is nothing bad."
"There are clearly some people who are so afraid of bengong that their legs are trembling. When they see bengong, they still have to flatter and curry favor with bengong. Compared to this, it is better, right?"
