Chapter 129 Not Fit To Be His Rival
- The toy gun had crashed onto Yu Meili’s leg. It did not hurt her physically, but the ache in her heart was as if someone was trying to carve it out.
- What kind of son did I raise? Did I raise an enemy instead?
- Instead of consoling Yu Meili, Madam Yang glared at her. “When I was your age, I raised Caoxiong by myself too. I wasn’t as melodramatic as you.”