Ding Nuannuan was not a good child, so why was his wife always worried about her? Xu Shuhua could not understand. Even if he tried his best to come up with a particular explanation for this phenomenon, he couldn't.
Because he could never even in his wildest dream imagine that Ding Nuannuan was actually carrying a doll that had a soul trapped inside it. This was simply too difficult and complex for Xu Shuhua to understand but even then he could sense that there was something wrong with Ding Nuannuan.
He did not want his wife to support that dangerous girl much less protect her.
"Sit down and eat," Xu Shuhua said to his wife while pointing the chopsticks to the chair. "We fought for all day before we could take away a bowl of braised pork that you brought with you. Are you not afraid of getting robbed if you open the door?"
