lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

The woman tilted her head slightly, looking at Zhou Shuyue. She just didn't know if she could withstand these relentless barbs. She didn't want to send her father to the hospital with anger on one foot and her mother on the other. That would be too unfilial.,She let go of her hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a sharp clatter: "You eat slowly. I'll go outside for a cigarette.",She was flamboyant, but not reckless. She wouldn't accept evidence: "It's a pity, such a high pedestal, yet your hands remained unbroken."。