C52 I Sleep on the Floor and You Sleep on the Bed

"Look, Cheng Ann doesn't like you bullying me."

The moment Gu Beihan hung up the phone, Yan Xiaohuan, who was sitting on his lap, started to feel indignant for him.

"Mr. Gu, murdering your own wife is wrong. How can you throw me to the sharks …"

"Go to sleep!"

Gu Beihan massaged his temples, which were throbbing from the pain. He couldn't communicate with Yan Xiaohuan at all