I Am Your Little True Love (8)
Translator: DaoistLUbAbJ
He had yet to marry a wife, so having more helpers was better than having more enemies.
What was that saying? If one's mouth was cheap and one felt good for a moment, then he would chase his wife to the crematorium!
If it wasn't for the fact that his eyeballs had been pecked by an eagle, he wouldn't have been unable to tell that Mo Yongheng was Tan Bengbeng's brother. He had gotten someone to beat Mo Yongheng up and even courted death in front of him.
Now, he could not win even if he cried.
If he wanted to see his wife, he would have to sneak around like a thief.
"When will he wake up?"Nian Xiaomu asked again.
When she heard Qi Yan mention that Yu Yuehan had a concussion and internal bleeding, she really could not sit still for even a second.
The moment she moved, her stomach suddenly throbbed slightly, and the pain caused her expression to change.
Zheng Yan hurriedly pressed her seat down.