To Zhu Xianglan, this was the greatest insult and humiliation in her life.
What happened in the Su House stayed within its walls. The unthinkable matters that happened within the Su House were beyond an outsider's wildest dreams.
"Are you talking about this?" inquired Lei Qingyi as he placed a large box before Yi Ling.
Yi Ling had the urge to hit him when she saw the box.
"I asked you to take the bag! Does this look like a bag to you?" she yelled, pointing at the wooden box. "Is there something wrong with your eyes? This is a box, for god's sake! Can you not tell between a box and a bag?"
"It was stored inside a bag, though," argued Lei Qingyi feebly.
Yi Ling glared at him and made it look as if he was strangling him.
"You are a helpless idiot, Lei Qingyi."
Lei Qingyi rubbed his head.
"Heh…" he laughed dryly.
"What do we do with this?" he asked, pointing at the wooden box. "Do I put it back?"
