Crackling, it all fell to the ground, alarming Wen Zhanpeng and Ai Qing on the second floor.
They came out blankly and puzzled, surprised and startled to see their son come back, smashing everything in the living room, which was already a mess.
"Qu Hang, what's the matter with you? How can you smash things as soon as you come back? These things are precious!" Ai Qing hurriedly rushed downstairs, frowning, wide-eyed looking at the debris on the ground, puzzled to look up at Wen Yuhang, asked.
Wen Yuhang finally stopped moving, panting angrily, and his chest fluctuated violently. He stared at his mother sharply, and had no time to pay attention to her valuable antiques. Instead, he gritted his teeth and growled, "Mom, you let me down too much."
After listening to his son's sudden words,
