hand. "I'll come visit you again another day.""You little rascal, what are you busy with again I barely see you a few times all year..." Before Song Qiao Ying could finish her words, another son spoke...“I don't need it to be pretty!” Si Wanqiao hurriedly said, “Even if it’s written like a dog’s paw, I don’t mind! You write because it’s a way to cultivate your emotions, a hobby. For me, it's hellish pain! I absolutely dislike writing, let alone doing it. I don’t even want to hold a pen… Good sister-in-law, please help me… You are the best sister-in-law in the world…”

"I waited and waited all evening, but you didn't come. I was so hungry my stomach was growling! That's why I had a little bit of a complaint... But once you got here, it was all gone! Seriously, I swear!"

"Si Wanqiao."

Sīyè chén saw her holding u Yán's hand, seemingly pleading for something, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Are you finished speaking"

"It's almost over..." she was blocked by Yunsü. In a swift counter-move, Yunsü grabbed a woman's necktie from the closet and bound her to the bed.>Ché Sùyún tightened her bonds and patted her hand, ready to leave."Wooooo...