"Shen Xingyue, kill the child."

When Fu Zhimei said this, Lujia's dry father and mother just came in, and Mr. Fu was coming down from the stairs. The faces of all the people changed sharply. My heart was cold, I covered my stomach, and I couldn't bear to step back two steps. Mrs. Fu held the child in one hand, put her arm around my waist, and looked at Fu Zhimei incredibly.

"Fu Zhiyue, you ambitious man."

Gan Moben was angry and wanted to hit Fu Zhimei immediately along the way. So just as their car stopped, she trotted all the way. Dad could not stop it, so she had...