Aiya, Xia ju is too long-winded. She's always like this at work. She clearly saw that I was holding a green onion leaf in my hand, but she just had to pull me along to talk about some boring things.
By the time Liang meijuan got home, it was already one in the afternoon. Although she was anxious, she naturally pushed the blame onto aunt Xia.
"Tsk, I wonder who laughed the loudest."
Chen hansheng pouted and said.
"What did you just say?"
At first, Liang meijuan thought that aunt Xia had to take at least 98% of the responsibility for this matter, and she would at most take 2% of the responsibility. However, after hearing Chen hansheng's words, this 2% was immediately taken over by her son, and the firepower was released.
