"Dad, it's not his fault, please let him go." At that moment, the ground suddenly trembled, and a gentle voice sounded from behind.
"Yuyu, why are you here?" Hei Tuzi looked behind Han Yan, asking with full affection.
Han Yan instinctively turned around and shivered unconsciously.
Blood-related, definitely blood-related! Seeing Yuyu for the first time, Han Yan was sure of this.
Then she saw a woman even bigger and burlier than Hei Tuzi, with darker skin, striding forward with great determination. Every step she took made the ground tremble.
"Han Yan, do you believe me now?" Looking at this woman, Ling Baobao asked with a sudden sense of desolation.
Han Yan nodded, indeed, she now completely believed Ling Baobao's words; his taste surely wasn't that extreme.
"Dad, it's not his fault, I did it willingly." Yuyu looked at Ling Baobao, her eyes full of affection, speaking also with overwhelming shyness.
Han Yan shivered slightly, dropping goosebumps all over the place.
