Merry was numb by the look in Jean's eyes, her eyes were red and she refused to lower her head. "Brother, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong! Who told them to beat Chris like this? Look! The corners of his mouth are bleeding. I just threw a bowl of fruit, it's nothing compared to Chris' suffering."
Chris saw Merry's eyes that were filled with tears again, and his heart burned.
Anna opened her mouth. The water droplets on her face have been wiped off by Lilia. She wanted to assuage her anger, but when she heard what Merry said, she smiled coldly. "Who told your second uncle to be so weak that he couldn't beat my brother? Indeed, the more afraid someone is, the louder he barks."
"You ..."
"Can't you keep quiet?" At this time, Jean's grim voice was heard.
He swept the crowd with a faint gaze, his eyes became sharp, and a hint of displeasure arose from it.
Merry bit his mouth and stopped talking. Anna grinned and bowed her head.