"Ah, wife..." Mad Dog, kneeling on the ground, was also full of confusion. It turned out that this Bai Xue had really found a migrant worker to be her husband. Of course, he now dared not underestimate the migrant worker before him.
Thump.
Su Xuan, holding an iron rod, hit Mad Dog on the head, "Wife is not for you to call. Stretch out your hand to me, right now."
"Daddy, spare my life, I dare not, I was wrong." Mad Dog begged while hitting himself hard on the face.
"I already told you that calling me daddy won't help, and moreover, I didn't say I would take your life, just stretch out your hand, quickly, I don't want to waste any more time." Su Xuan was getting quite impatient.
"Bai Xue, please, I beg you to plead for me!" Mad Dog, seeing Su Xuan's indifferent appearance, turned to Bai Xue for help.
