Xu Qing turned around and retreated, avoiding the middle-aged man's attack. She said in a low voice, "Sizhi, stop him."
Xu Sizhi instantly blocked that man. While everyone was stunned, Xu Qing carried the dead child over and quickly unbuttoned her clothes. The child was so thin that even her bones could be seen clearly, and her stiff body was covered in bruises.
Xu Qing looked at the child with cold eyes. "Is this how you treat your daughter? She's already skin and bones. And what's with the injuries?"
Everyone couldn't help but gasp. These two people were really beasts. They actually treated their children like this.
The middle-aged couple avoided eye contact and retorted, "That's because she fell out of bed and got wounded."
Everyone wanted to sneer. How could such an injury be caused by a fall? It was clearly caused by someone.
Xu Qing still carried the child and walked to the crib. She touched it and sneered. "This bed is indeed toxic."
