The madame was over forty, her face plastered with thick rouge. The cloying perfume she wore was almost overpowering, and her expression, a ghastly mask of death, made people recoil in disgust. She stood before Liu WuXie, shouting and gesticulating wildly.,The Madam didn't give him any face at all. In front of Xu Yilin, she ridiculed him, and laughter echoed from all directions.,Let Liu Wu Xie feel a moment of emotion: "Did the previous self have a problem with their brain, to see that their father-in-law truly cared about him..."。