C183 His Anger Was Overflowing and He Didn't Care about It at All(2)

"Who has it?"

His son had told him what he wanted to hide. Instantly, his face turned red, and he pointed his trembling finger at Wu Yiqian, unable to say a word.

The regret and self-blame in his heart was like a huge wave that knocked over his small boat.

"My dead mother."

Wu Yiqian sneered and chased after him.

The short and concise words were like a hammer smashing into Wu Jianshe's heart