C113 I'il Let You Hold the Knife

Click, click, click. The sound of high heels on tiles could be heard, accompanied by unhurried footsteps. A plump woman walked down the stairs.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with a round face, big eyes, and a faint smile on her face.

"Third Brother, isn't it just a set of clothes? If I lost the Third Brother, then I would lose the father, and only a crazy mother would be left