No one knows a child better than their mother. Madam Ruan knew that her son, being pampered since childhood, would never walk to town.
"Hey! Good idea!"
Mo Daoyan was about to dash out when Madam Ruan's surprised voice came from behind: "Husband, what happened to the top of your head?" In just an instant, her husband had become bald. Madam Ruan was puzzled.
Only then did Mo Daoyan remember that his head had been bald because of his wife's flying knife earlier.
"It's all your doing." Mo Daoyan felt wronged, grateful to have escaped a disaster just moments ago.
"Me?"
"Indeed, my life almost ended up in your hands." Thinking back to the thrilling moment earlier, Mo Daoyan felt his scalp tingle; just a little more, and his head would have been split open.
"I didn't do anything, don't wrong me." With the jewelry missing, Madam Ruan was in an extremely foul mood and spoke quite impatiently.
