"Mother, what was given to me, delivered to you is yours." Wei Lovin's face turned cold, the scar on his face twisted twice, a cold, sharp light slid under his eyes, and he faintly said.

"This ... is always a special gift for you!" To Wei Lovin's answer, Mrs. Tai was satisfied in her heart, but her face did not show it, and she advised with a serious look on her face.

"What is mine yours, when I say it is mother's, it is mother's! And why should mother be polite with me! For so ...