C1892 Competitive Strength

The atmosphere was still tense. Xia Xinyan carried her son to a chair and sat him down. As she lifted her eyes, she coincidentally met with a man's gaze filled with danger. Her heart tightened as she quickly avoided his gaze.

Ji Mu Cheng gritted his teeth as he laughed. 'What? Don't you dare look him in the eye?' Was this the sign of a guilty conscience?

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