Xia Yumo felt that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.
She couldn't afford a cufflink with her month's salary, so why did she get into trouble with this living king of hell?
"Sir, are we familiar?"
"Not familiar." The man said coldly, "I just gave birth to a child."
Xia Yumo burst into tears on the spot.
She has been single for twenty-two years and has a young daughter. When did she have a child with a man? !
The man pushed her against the wall with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Where is the child?"
"I'm still a young lady. If I have any children, get out!"
Don't tell? Very good.
The cold-faced King of Hell has plenty of solutions.
Three hundred and sixty perverted training methods were used in turn, which were euphemistically called restoring physical fitness, but in reality they were tortured in different ways.
"My physical fitness is too poor, I have to carry weight for ten kilometers."
"The reaction is too slow. I need to practice fighting for an extra hour."
Xia Yumo was tortured to the point of doubting his life, and finally collapsed: "Uncle, you really recognized the wrong person!"
The man paused and turned back slowly.
"What did you call me?"
"... Uncle?"
"Very good." He unbuttoned his cufflinks and approached step by step, "Ten more kilometers."
Xia Yumo, does she have a sister who has never met the twins?
She is taking the blame for her sister!
Xia Yumo packed her bags overnight and prepared to run away, but the man thrust the child into her arms:
"Still running? Can you run away?"
