In my previous life, I was beaten to death with random sticks.
After rebirth, I will not be anyone's wife, I will only be my son's knife.
The powerful minister wants the formula, and I want the powerful minister's life.
Unexpectedly, the first person to raise the knife was my five-year-old son.
Intention: Maternal love is not about sacrifice, it is about side by side. Children are not weaknesses, they are armor.