C95 The Pig Spirit That Steals the Son?

However, when Fu Qisen saw the name of his phone number on WeChat, his pretty mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Stealing your son's pig?"

Fu Qisen's voice turned cold bit by bit. As the surrounding air quickly cooled down, Su Xiao really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

If looks could kill, Su Xiao would have been killed hundreds of times by Fu Qisen already