Chapter 192 You Don't Deserve To Be A Husband

• It was dark in the room. When Leo turned on the light, Old Mr. Mayor found that his grandson was holding a small and delicate root sculpture, which was in the shape of a peach.
• Megan didn’t know how to carve at all. She had specially learned it for his birthday. She couldn’t learn complicated patterns in a short time, so she carved a simple peach. The chubby peach was cute. He could hold it in his hand and play with it. Old Mr. Mayor had always liked it.
• In a moment of desperation just now, he casually took something and threw it away. Now he regretted it a little when he saw it. He spread out his hands at his unfilial grandson. “Give it to me!”