Xia Yihan nodded suddenly and murmured, "No wonder Grandma Mary is so cold to her two children."

Xue Wenjun patted Xia Yihan's head and said with a smile, "Whatever these things are, you just have to remember that they have nothing to do with you.

Sitting in the room, Xia Yihan felt thirsty. He reached for the cup that he had placed at the table and threw it into the air. The cup that should have been on the table is positively placed near the bedside.

Walking to the bedside, Xia Yihan carefully looked at the cup and felt a chill behind her. She did not have the habit of...