บท 1872: Sliding

With a crack, the glass in Bo Jinchuan's hand was crushed.

Li Mo hurriedly carried the child and moved to the side.

The way she shielded the child's eyes perfectly explained what it meant to protect her.

Shen Fanxing and Xu Qingzhi snapped back to their senses and turned to look. They saw Bo Jinchuan throwing the remaining half of the glass on the ground and looking at Li Mo coldly. His aura was terrifying.

It was easy to tell that if they didn't stop them quickly, a war might break out.

The two of them hurried over and held their husbands' arms.

"What's wrong?"

Li Mo handed the child to Xu Qingzhi with an indifferent expression. "I told him the truth. This man refuses to accept reality. His tolerance isn't good."

Seeing that Bo Jinchuan's expression had worsened, Xu Qingzhi pulled Li Mo away worriedly. "What did you say to him?"

"I said that his daughter might have to call me Dad in the future and I got angry."