In the room.
Joan Edwin sat cross-legged on a black single sofa, looking at the unbearable insults online. His sharp features were filled with dark anger and irritability.
"Fuck!"
He muttered a curse in dissatisfaction, then climbed up, opened a drawer to grab a bunch of keys and left the room.
Entering the storage room, he opened the cabinet.
He took out the household registration book and strode back to his room.
Slamming the door violently, he sat cross-legged on the sofa again, spread the household registration book, and clicked his phone to take a couple of photos.
He spat and cursed, "A bunch of dumbasses, you've been taking me for granted."
Every day, they acted like keyboard warriors on the internet and used their keyboards to "uphold justice."
But they never thought before acting.
Both of their surnames are Edwin, but they never considered that they are related?
He logged onto Twitter and quickly edited the caption with his finger on the screen.
