Lady Linglong and Murong Qiao both did not expect Xia Zian to be so outspoken. Linglong was enraged, her anger burning like a flame. She disregarded her own decorum and rushed down, grabbing Xia Zian's hair at the forehead, forcefully pulling his head up, and snarled: "If you refuse to agree, then you will have brought this upon yourself.",The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.,For genuine readers, please join our dedicated group for updates at 212858683 (Group name: Has June added more chapters today). Joining the group allows you to interact with June's editors and fellow readers. We'll be whipping up those requests together! The latest chapter updates will also be announced first in the group. Thank you for your support of this work! Writing isn't easy, so please consider supporting us by reading the genuine version. Your patronage means a lot to the author!。