Chapter 137: How Long Do You Plan to Suppress It?

Ye Li remembered clearly, the servants of the old Ye Family residence said that Xiao Bao's birthday was the fifteenth of the first lunar month.

So on the Lantern Festival, when other children nestled in their parents' arms eating sweet dumplings and lighting firecrackers, Xiao Bao was locked in a cage by his own mother, covered in injuries?

The thought alone was so heart-wrenching she felt she might die from the pain, not wanting Xiao Bao to see her crying, Ye Li buried her head in Fu Yanci's embrace.

He wrapped his arms around the girl and gently patted her back, "Ah Li, it's all in the past now, everything's alright..."

No, it wasn't over.

Ye Li shook her head, disbelief filling her voice, "How could there be such cruel mothers in this world?"

His body tensed, and the patting on Ye Li's hand paused for a moment.

A dark light flashed in the depths of Fu Yanci's eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he felt the girl in his arms had a fever again.