You Can Try (2)

Emily was still frowning when she got into the car. Vincent wiped the dust off her fingers and asked in a low voice, "I thought you were going to beat them harder. Why did you show mercy?"

Emily held Vincent's arm and sighed softly, "They are evil in my eyes, but they are fathers and husbands for their families."

"I don't hope to see him not able to afford milk powder for his daughter," Emily looked out the window and said.

There were always so many harmonious and happy families that Emily had met in her life. Emily was undoubtedly envious of them. Meanwhile, she also hated herself for being so useless back then.

But she had constantly thought many times if Maury were not dead at that time, he could have died of excitement next time, which was his destiny in the end.

"You've grown up." Vincent touched the top of her head.

Emil stuck out her tongue at him. "I've grown up for a long time. Agreed?"

"Yes, sure. You grow up," Vincent said, curling his lips.