"Auntie... sob sob... hit me! Just beat me to death!"
Shan Minglang, who had been facing away from her, suddenly turned around, his handsome face full of tears...
He kneeled and moved in front of Su Xiaomeng, grabbing her hand and hitting his own face with it, "Auntie, please stop crying, I'm sorry..."
Shan Mingxu, who was also kneeling over there, secretly wiped a tear away.
Neither of them expected things to get to this point...
It was just a small impulse, an action they thought they could control, that almost cost a life and was about to break up a small family.
Su Xiaomeng pulled back her hand and fiercely wiped away her tears.
"Enough."
Zhou Mengqin's heart was in turmoil from all the crying, and she said coldly, "What does all this crying and fussing look like?"
"Mom—"
Yin Shixiu was about to speak when suddenly two people came in from outside, and the servants couldn't stop them.
