"I hear you, I hear you…" Yang Xiaohua nodded profusely, trembling in fear.
This was a devil.
Shen Qianshu was a devil.
Shen Qianshu stuck her hand out and said, "Tong Hua, let's go home."
Tong Hua jumped down and walked past Yang Xiaohua, lowering her head slightly and looking at her in a condescending manner. He squinted his big eyes and gave off a cold feeling. Turning back, he said, "Yang Xiaohua, remember this. I only have Shen Qianshu."
In this world, he only had Shen Qianshu.
Even if there were blood-related relatives, they should leave him alone.
He was just a child, yet Yang Xiaohua trembled with a heart full of fear.
Were this mother and son not just a typical white-collared worker and a child star? How did they have that squad of amazing bodyguards? Yang Xiaohua was filled with remorse. She wished she could return to the past and never mess with them.