CHAPTER 25: SURVIVAL OF YOUTH (4)

I had to stand up very tall to bring the apron around his neck, my arms tied a lovely bow behind his back, and the apron lay short on his body, looking very eye-catching, I just refused to let go.

“You look so good with this apron.”

"I forgive you, I still cook here"

I glared at Duong, then shrugged my shoulders as if I didn't need him anymore, left the sofa and turned on the TV, and watched. I clicked channel after channel, then the hand holding the remover was like petrified on the news channel, it was the scene of my adoptive father's company with many policemen, then the picture in front of my house, Many policemen, I also saw Mr. Huy holding his crying adoptive mother. My ears did not hear any sound, I stood up and turned on the phone to see that my mother and Anh Huy had called me countless times, I panicked, immediately took the phone, and ran to the kitchen door.

"Phong ah, there's a big problem at my house, I have to go home right away."

The hand that was stirring the food sto