as her godmother. 。Once that determination is made, it seems irreversible. 。She had previously considered listening to everyone's opinions and trying to like Zhou Ming, but now there was no way to...The little boy was at that age when he hated cats and dogs, he was so naughty and wouldn't go sit quietly by the counter. He bounced around like a monkey beside her,

"Come get your money, be obedient, go play over there. Mommy is busy." Yi Xin stopped him.

< 招財？ > to bring wealth

Sounds like a dog's name!

She smiled, and the little boy jumped onto the sofa. Whether intentionally or accidentally, the glass vase on the side table next to the sofa was knocked to the ground, landing right beside Xiao Li's feet. She let out a small cry and retreated behind Zhao Tingxing.

The vase landed on the thick carpet, rolling around once before coming to a stop, unharmed.

Zhao Tingxing hated children the most in his life, especially this mischievous little brat in front of him. So he glared at him with murderous intent, almost ready to teach him a lesson for his parents.

Even the children weren't afraid of him; they stared right back at him and even made faces at him.dow, gazing at Uncle Bao who was still clinging to his last breath on the bed. His eyes held no discernible emotion, only slightly furrowed brows hinting at what lay beneath.Uncle Bao was gaping with...