The little girl, Chi Mengshan, finally became obedient after being thrashed.
She pouted, looking like she had a deep hatred.
"I say, Ding Yi, you're really too disloyal. I'm speaking up for you, yet you're watching the show from the sidelines." Unfortunately, the little girl's memory only lasted about half a minute, and she immediately began to court death again. "Sister, I suggest you divorce this husband. In any case, he looks too ordinary."
Peng!
"Ah!"
She suffered another knock on the head, and the pain caused tears to stream down her face.
"Chi Menghan, remember, when I grow up and become stronger than you, I'll definitely take revenge!" the little girl sobbed. "At that time, I'll marry you to whoever you hate the most!"
Chi Menghan couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this. She could only shake her head in exasperation. This little sister of hers was far too mature, and she was more so fearless. Thus, there was nothing she could do about this.
