Do I Look Like It?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Every time Wei Chiyu mentioned that man, he could feel a bloodthirsty hatred in him.
He didn't even want to call him his father. It was obvious how much he hated him.
Zhou Xiaoli was not good at comforting people, so she reached out and held Wei Chiyu's hand instead.
Feeling the warmth on his hand, the bloodthirsty hatred in Wei Chiyu's eyes gradually subsided.
Zhou Xiaoli apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you this at this time."
Wei Chiyu held Zhou Xiaoli's hand and said seriously, "Never say those three words to me."
Zhou Xiaoli raised her head and looked at Wei Chiyu. For a moment, things seemed heated.
Just as the two of them seemed to be looking at each other with affection, a string of firecrackers suddenly went off which instantly woke the two of them up from their trance.
Zhou Xiaoli instantly withdrew her hand.
"Well, it's midnight. I'm going to make a wish for my parents!"