Wen Father was in such pain that he couldn't even cry out; he could only shed tears nonstop.
Wen Father's nose had been completely destroyed by Wen Xin's kick, and when he opened his mouth, two teeth mixed with blood fell out.
Xu Ke looked at the blood on the carpet with a blank expression, merely pressing Wen Father down even harder. Seeing Wen Father's state, Wen Xin laughed joyfully; her laughter started small, then grew loud, sharp, and piercing. She laughed so hard that she bent over, clutching her stomach, tears uncontrollably flowing from her eyes, splattering directly onto the plush carpet.
Ariel sat cross-legged on the sofa, and as she saw Wen Xin's actions and heard her laughter, her eyes involuntarily lit up; it was the look a child gets when seeing a toy.
