C98 Heartache Is It?

Before Mo Qiong's rage could dissipate, she coldly and harshly raised her palm in the blink of an eye.

Li Qian couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed her wrist. "Enough, Aunt Mo."

His tone was not disrespectful, but it was clearly much colder.

Mo Qiong pulled her hand away and stared at him. "It hurts, doesn't it?" That makes my heart ache? "Then