48 Points of Good Luck

Li Muyao, who came out of Li Mufeng's rented house, no longer had the fierce and sharp gaze and aura from before.

Li Muyao didn't know that the threat of violence just now had a miraculous effect. It allowed her to have nearly two years of peace without having to meet that strange scheming woman, Liu Xiufang.

Of course, she didn't know now. When her mother called later, she would know.

At this moment, Li Muyao was still in a state of excitement.

Just now, Li Muyao was very angry. Li Muyao couldn't beat up her brother, whom she had used a steel pipe to protect when she was a few years old. Coincidentally, she saw a small stool at the door. Li Muyao noticed that there were some slight cracks in the middle of the small plastic stool.

In fact, even if Li Muyao didn't step on the stool today, Li Mufeng and the others would have taken it out to set up a stall and let their customers sit on it. It would only be a few times before it broke.