C25 Punitive Commandment

Gu Donglee stood at the side and passed her father a cup of tea. It was already cold to the extreme.

His father had rushed home early in the morning, yet he still hadn't eaten a mouthful of hot soup yet. He had an empty stomach and was still accompanying Mrs. Wang as they quarreled.

Even if she was made of clay, she would still be angry, not to mention her originally fiery temper