Griffon just got out of the car when Grace ran towards him, wanting a hug…

The man’s thick eyebrows raised slightly, revealing the disdain in his eyes, which he didn’t bother to hide.

“First,

wash your

hands.”

Grace opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to cry, but Griffon’s words stopped her.

“You look even dirtier when you cry.”

Grace’s mouth hung open, stiffened. After a while…

“Ah, you’re driving me crazy…”

Grace clenched her fists and vowed never to talk to ...