I Don't Have Such Disgraceful Daughter
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
It was almost 11:00 PM when the party ended.
The lights on the street were off, but the Wen Family's mansion was still brightly lit.
The clicking sound from the clock on the wall was especially clear in the silent room, like an evil and nerve-racking voice from hell, penetrating people's mind and torturing their eardrums. Slowly, the clock struck twelve.
Old Mr. Wen stood in front of the glass window and looked up at the sky. A galaxy of stars gleamed, like a river flowing in the dark.
At this moment, a beam of light flashed across the window. Old Mr. Wen moved his stiff body slightly and clenched his fist.
Wen Haowen put his arm around Ning Shuqian's waist, and they walked into the living room together with Wen Yuya five steps behind, as she didn't want to disturb her parents.