Wen Ran yanked Li Erma by the ear, "Who's daring to marry me? Your dad dares? I'll just be your mom then!"
Li Erma was weeping bitterly, but it was too late.
His mouth was full of cries for mercy, like "auntie," "granny," "ancestor," and he was begging without any stutter.
It all just poured out of him like that.
You could tell at once that he was often in trouble and frequently got beaten up.
He'd practically developed a knack for being beaten.
Wen Ran was puzzled too, "Seriously, didn't anyone tell you I'm not someone you should mess with?
When you were drooling over my earning abilities, did you ever think that someone like me is out of your control?"
Looking at Li Erma's unappealing and eye-searing appearance.
Wen Ran looked disgusted, "Next time you try to chat someone up, please take a look at yourself in the mirror first, okay?"
That day, for Li Erma, was undeniably thrilling and dangerous.
