I just want mom.
After the meal, Song Qinglong took the initiative to clean up the leftovers downstairs, while Du Mansheng returned to the bedroom on the second floor.
Having forced herself to maintain a smile for almost an hour to deal with the situation earlier, she was truly exhausted.
Just as she thought about lying down on the bed to rest, upon lifting the blanket, she caught sight of a long, yellow hair under the pillow.
Du Mansheng was startled, she looked at her own black hair... an overwhelming feeling of disgust surged within her!
Her hands trembling, she grasped the yellow strand, her eyes bloodshot.
Well done, Song Qinglong, you really can do something!
It's one thing to mess around outside, but to actually bring Chen Xue to our home?!
Footsteps echoed from the hallway; on impulse, Du Mansheng pulled a tissue from the bedside, wrapped the hair in it, and tucked it into her pocket.