Holding Yan Lingyi's hand tightly, "Mom, are you just going to watch me get beaten up? Am I still your daughter? Dad would hate you to death if he knew this from the afterlife, Mom..."
Yan Lingyi's eyes were red, but she hardened her heart and pried open her hand.
"Weiyang, listen to me and apologize to Xia Weibao."
Yan Yuexian glanced at Xia Weibao and then at Yan Weiyang, lowering her head without saying a word.
Lu Hualiang's expression was cold and mocking, as if watching a play.
Turning his head to Xia Weibao, he thought about how he got justice for her, thinking his wife would be quite impressed with him.
But unexpectedly, Xia Weibao was pressing a red lion's head down on the ground and giving it a fierce beating.
"I told you to lose, you bastard! You're useless, getting reported and giving up face even in a game, you're dumb as hell!"
Lu Hualiang, "..."
Feeling a pang of discomfort in his heart.
