She had no idea what she and Zhao Yunzhou had experienced during that time. Zhuo Moyan felt as if his daughter had suddenly matured and became even stranger.
When he finished his work, he must talk to Zhao Yunzhou.
Just as Zhuo Moyan was pondering, a wave of cries came from outside, making his hair stand on end. "Qianruo! "My miserable child!"
He saw Mrs. Zhuo crying and rushing over. He walked to the side of the bed and glared with his phoenix eyes as he pushed his husband away.
Zhuo Moyan was embarrassed and did not dare to speak. He could only stand to the side. Mrs. Zhuo held the handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat on Zhuo Qianruo face." Qianruo, my child, why are you so stupid! Did your father say that a hundred lashes was enough to take a hundred lashes? "The flesh grows o
