C899 The Child be Ill-treated

Han Jingsheng didn't believe it. There was even a bruise on Han Yiyi's neck. It was clearly from her pinky.

"Yiyi, is what your mother said the truth?" Han Jingsheng turned around and asked.

Han Yiyi immediately snatched back the blanket and wrapped it around herself again, not saying a word.

Ever since Yan Xiaoru had appeared, it was as if Han Yiyi had seen a ghost