Because the screen in the living room is relatively large, Xia Zhisu sat in the living room watching TV after taking a shower.
Ling Tian'ao went to the attic, naturally to look for his father.
In truth, Xia Zhisu hoped Ling Tian'ao could reconcile with his father.
After all, as Ling Chao said, blood is thicker than water.
Ling Chao had always been a scar Ling Tian'ao carried in his heart, one he couldn't seem to heal.
"Little Susu..." Suddenly, a figure floated over from behind and mournfully drifted in front of Xia Zhisu.
In an instant, he sat down at her feet, hugging her legs.
"Little Susu, don't leave, okay…?"
The only person who could say such disgusting things was none other than the Mafia boss!
Xia Zhisu was munching on pine nuts and couldn't help but roll her eyes, focusing on the TV screen.
"Little Susu... if you leave, there'll be no one to play cards with me anymore!" Xing Ze cried out.
