Chen Suxiang saw the terror on her second son's face and knew he was truly frightened. Her heart ached for him, trembling as if for her own flesh and blood. She threw her arms around him, cooing as if to a small child, "It's okay, it's okay. We don't have to be afraid anymore."
"WAAAH... Mom... My sister is too vicious... She didn't care if I lived or died! We can't listen to her anymore. It's all her fault! All these bad ideas were hers, so why should I be the one to take the fall for her?" Gu Lihuang felt so wronged. It was a miracle he hadn't wet his pants in fear. The more he spoke, the more resentful he became. All his strength suddenly returned, and he violently broke free from Chen Suxiang's embrace, stood up, and swung a slap at Gu Jinhua.
"Lihuang, what are you hitting me for?"
Gu Jinhua was stunned by the blow, then stared at Gu Lihuang in disbelief and shrieked like a madwoman.
