Mrs. Yue almost vomited blood. 'After all this, you're telling me this?'
"Sincerity? Sincerity? "I ..." Mrs. Yue did not know what words to use to describe her current feelings.
She really wanted to say,"I want to kill you. Is that considered sincerity?"
In the car, Yue tingfeng rolled down the window a little. Yan qingsi and Yue tingfeng leaned against the window to listen for any movements outside. Unfortunately, it was a little far and they could not hear clearly.
"What do you think my mom told your uncle?" Yue tingfeng asked, hugging Yan qingsi.
"Apologize," Yan qingsi said after some thought.
"But ..." Yue tingfeng pondered for a while,"why don't I see it? it's more like ..."
The two of them looked at each other. Damn it, it was more like a quarrel!
The next second, the two of them immediately went to open the door and wanted to go down, but Yue tingfeng quickly hugged Yan qingsi again.""No... We can't go down. We can't go down."
