Yu Jingting cut all the red strings in one stroke. Clearly, on the way here, someone must have explained to him what these strings were all about.
"I promised my wife that I will never engage in any unlawfulness. Men should keep their word."
Suizi gave him two thumbs up with both hands, clearly expressing her admiration.
He was indeed her man. She liked how ruthless he could be.
"Cutting a few red strings, that's not illegal, right?" Yu Jingting turned to the old man on the bed who was gasping for air and gave a toothy smirk.
"All these red strings by your bed... are you a passionate embroidery enthusiast? Relax, I've just cut a few of your strings, leaving you with a dual-threaded knitting basket. I'm a civil person, you know."
"So civil…" Suizi continued to admire him, wondering why she hadn't thought of this before.
"You...ah…" The old man's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
He really wasn't doing well this time.
