Sara thought for a moment and felt that this time Master Hank might not be so easy to be coaxed. After thinking for a long time, Sara got out of bed and sat down beside Hank. "I really have nothing to do with Simon."
Hank looked at her from a high position for a while, then suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up. "I know."
He looked at Sara's blank face and slowly stroked her delicate chin with his fingers. He said in a cold voice, "If you really have something to do with Simon..." He paused and didn't continue to say, but said, "Sara, I know, but it doesn't mean I won't be angry."
"Don't you know that every time I see you talking and laughing with others, I will be very angry and want you to only laugh at me."
Every time I saw you go out to play with others, I wanted to lock you up in a place that only I know, so that no one would covet you...
However, Hank would not tell Sara about this.