82 I’ll Ask Your Father To Amputate You Tonight

"There are baseball bats and feather dusters in mommy's room. Just pick whatever you like." 

These were the words Lu Yumo heard when he went downstairs. 

After Xu Wei took the bottle of supplement from Fu Zhi, she quickly left the house.

Lu Yumo looked at Fu Zhi with a guilty expression on his face. 

The two of them stared at each other and stayed silent for a long time. Then, Fu Zhi broke the silence first and said with a frown, "You gave the card to Zhou Tingting."

Even though her eyes contained no emotion, Lu Yumo knew she was angry right now. 

He bit his lower lip, clenched his fists, and averted his gaze. Then, he said, "No. I did not!" 

Lu Yumo was more than 180 centimeters tall, not to mention that he was now standing on the staircase. Fu Zhi looked particularly petite from his point of view, and he wondered if she had been having proper meals or not.