"Xuexue, please take pity on your grandmother and tell me where Qiangqiang has gone to? Whether alive or dead, you must give me some certain news, right?"
"He has hands and feet, how would I know?"
When Xuexue thought of Mo Xiaoqiang's incorrigible nature, a fire raged in her belly. She truly misjudged, thinking that giving him a chance to reform himself, he would live properly with his foster mother, but she was mistaken.
"Ah wu wu wu...! Heartless, my poor son! How did you manage to raise such a cunning daughter? She found her real father, and then she got you killed, ah wu wu wu...! Our Mo family is truly struck by misfortune!" Old Lady Mo wailed loudly while speaking.
"Wail! Keep wailing for me, best you wail Old Madam out as well." Xuexue crossed her arms and watched indifferently as Old Lady Mo threw her tantrum.
Upon hearing the words 'Old Madam', Old Lady Mo shuddered all over, her voice noticeably lowering.
Yet, she was still sobbing quietly.
