Wang Yongzhu wanted to grab a knife and chop someone—how could this be Fourth Brother? He was clearly a team-killing pig!
Did he still think that his reputation wasn't stinky enough in the village?
After taking a deep breath and steadying her own breathing, she explained expressionlessly, "I accidentally sewed the cloth onto the skirt while I was learning needlework, so I wanted to snip the thread with the scissors. Which eye saw me wanting to harm myself?"
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's gaze shifted to Wang Yongzhu's skirt, which they had not noticed in the previous chaos. Now they could all clearly see a gray cloth hanging from Wang Yongzhu's green skirt, fluttering in the wind.
"Snort—" After a moment of silence, several suppressed chuckles erupted from the yard.
