chapter 117 Shen family riot

The door of the rental house was old and dilapidated. When it was kicked open, the door splintered and shattered! "Ah!" A four or five-year-old girl on the bed was jolted awake from her deep sleep. Almost instinctively, she curled up in a corner of the room, on the bed. Her eyes were filled with confusion and fear. It was as if the dim illusion and the violent door-kicking scene had dragged her back into the dark moments she had experienced when awake. Nobody knew that...