Watching the bad woman approaching him step by step, Pei Ziheng trembled all over, his little face deathly pale.
Would she slap him viciously, lock him in the closet, or punish him by not letting him eat for three days...
In just a few seconds, the various abuses he had endured in his past life flashed through his mind like a viewing of fleeting scenes, his heart cramped with pain as if in spasm, and his breathing became rapid.
He wanted to run, but his body was as though it had been bewitched to stay immobile.
All he could do was close his eyes in despair and fear, waiting for the raging torment to descend upon him.
One second, two seconds...
Time seemed to stop.
He felt a warm hand on his head and a familiar, gentle, and smiling voice in his ears.
"You little rascal, who did you learn this from?"
Pei Ziheng slowly opened his eyes and saw the bad woman looking at him with surprise and a smile.
What was happening?
She didn't lose her temper or hit him?
