She was well aware of her son's abilities, guaranteeing that Ye Shaohua would regret offending her deeply once he made his move.
Liao Mingxin didn't feel anything was amiss.
If a benevolent person can be exploited by others, then if her son and Sikong Mingxuan hadn't come today, would Ye Shaohua have let her off easily?
In any era, the one with the strongest fist is the boss, a truth Liao Mingxin always understood.
But instead of waiting for Ye Shaohua to make a fool of herself, she waited to see something wrong with Liao Lin.
"Mother… I feel so itchy…" Liao Mingxin turned her head and saw that Liao Lin's exposed skin was covered with red rashes!
Liao Lin only felt like there was a fire burning inside him.
His body was unbearably itchy, making him wish he could bang his head against the wall.
Even scratching his face raw, he was unaware of the pain.
