C18 Strength Creates Miracles

"I..." Hee Yanang's throat was dry and he stuttered, not knowing how to speak.

Bai Qimo seemed to be able to see the look of his little wife.

"Alright, Hee Yanang, I was just saying. In any case, your grandfather won't let you starve to death. It's not like the He family can't afford to raise someone to eat plain rice. You can do whatever you want. Just pretend that I didn't say anything