Gong San frowned, looking at the two mother and son who kept sobbing, his eyes full of impatience.

Unable to resist, he pulled Lin Mengya to pick up little Mo Yan and took a few steps out of Meng's courtyard.

"I don't know how they do things, but they put the child in Meng's hands."

Lin Mengya did think that to make her family's third brother so angry, Meng's man, must have done something hurtful.

Knowing that he couldn't add fuel to the fire at this time, Lin Menya ...