Sixty-one

h, accustomed to getting his way. Other emotions, other feelings, seemed insignificant to him; he simply didn't care. 。But she only had her son to rely on, seeing him so wronged, how could she bear it...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."uldn't she But she poured it on Xiao Nian instead.Children have delicate skin, and if scalding water is splashed on them, the consequences are unimaginable. She still splashed it onto Xiaonian's face....