Chapter 381 Evening-Mist Grass, A Fierce Longing
- “Mom, Mom…” Little Xi freaked out and clung to Laurel Clayton’s neck, sobbing.
- “Hey, brat, what’s with the crying? Your mom’s mine today. Tomorrow you’ll be calling me Dad. Want a little brother? I’ll have your mom give you one.” The director’s fat hands grabbed at the girl. With the kid here, he couldn’t make his move yet.
- “You animal. Get lost!”