Hua Hui suddenly sat up straight and bent down. "Then you can just treat me as if I'm not her son."
Hill immediately became furious and ridiculed, "Bastard! That Renfell, you actually said something so rebellious? Are you worthy of your mother?"
"Actually, I don't have a mother." With her back to Hill, Hua Jing faintly dawdled. Through the crystal window, her gaze landed on the outside of the room where the fallen leaves quietly fell.
Hill did not speak. Watching the utopia quietly standing by the crystal window, her figure was full of vicissitudes and loneliness, as if she was a lonely spirit that had fallen into this world, a soul that did not belong here. Hill did not know why he had this kind of feeling, even though she had a feeling that no one else had since she was young. At this
