Xu Qianli only briefly regained consciousness before quickly becoming confused again, letting Xu Li do as she pleased.
Regardless, Xu Li, fearing she might make a noise, grabbed a strand of hair and bit down on it, her waist incredibly flexible…
In the living room, Sun Xiaoling subconsciously looked toward the direction of the living room and addressed her old dad, Sun Jianmin.
"Mom did drink quite a bit at noon, but isn't it all because of you, Dad? Isn't it because you always ignored her that she's been in a bad mood all this time?"
"Dad, just get your act together, are those little demons out there really that good that you have to keep ignoring Mom like this?"
"You don't even realize how pretty she is; aren't you afraid of other men whisking her away?"
Sun Xiaoling pleaded earnestly, hoping to make her dad change his ways.
Sun Jianmin did not take in any of it, rather, whenever Xu Li was mentioned, he became filled with rage.
