Unprecedented pressure

In the bedroom, Mrs. Fu washed up, lifted the blanket, and got into bed. The director was reading a book by the bedside lamp.

Mrs. Fu frowned. song ran and I looked like we couldn't bear to part just now. Why wasn't Weiwei angry? "

"What do you mean?" the Bureau chief pushed his glasses.

Mrs. Fu shrugged. Weiwei, this child. She didn't even reprimand me. This makes me feel like something's wrong.

what's wrong? "the Bureau chief clutched the book and turned to look at her. what's wrong?"

Mrs. Fu's brows were still furrowed. Weiwei's family isn't good. Her mother didn't treat her well. For more than ten years, she's been living in a living hell, and all of this is my fault. I'm the one who lost her and caused her to have such a bad life. I think she should blame me, but Qianqian didn't. She's very careful, as if she's especially afraid of offending me.