The little darling's voice was filled with grievance, carrying a hint of despondence.
Yelyu Lie thought she had been bullied, and his eyes instantly flared up with anger, "What do you mean it disappeared! Which blind bastard snatched it away? I'll get it back for you!"
Originally, Yun Chunnuan was truly feeling very upset, depressed to the extreme.
She wanted to find someone to confide in, but besides her husband, there was no one she could talk to.
But he was busy, and the riots in the city were enough to make him anxious.
She didn't want to become his trouble.
However, seeing the Barbarian General's demeanor at this moment and hearing his words, she couldn't help but break into a smile, "Silly, this Golden Finger is my blood, how could it be snatched away just like that? Are they going to bleed me dry?
What I mean is, it doesn't work anymore."
"Doesn't work?" Yelyu Lie pulled over the little darling's soft hand, looking over and over at the scar-covered little hand.
