Seeing Self On The Death Bed Chapter 114

What are you pretending to be? Acting naughty? Chen was speechless again. No, Dad, I'm not pretending. I'm born with that.

An eerie silence spread throughout the spacious bedroom.

Chen swallowed hard again, "Little crybaby, come on and cry! Why haven't you cried yet?"

He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and he wanted to cry quickly. Tears were the characteristic of the original owner. Once he started crying, he couldn't tell what was real and what was fake.

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