"Jingting! Come quick!" Suizi called out upon seeing the remittance slip, "Get dad here too!"
"I don't want to see that heartless old man! Yu Shimei! Survivor of the dog-headed guillotine!" Wang Cuihua was still angry.
"Mom, this must be a misunderstanding!"
Suizi, who was worried about not having a breakthrough, saw hope in the remittance slip.
Siyeye entered with one hand in his pocket, trying hard to maintain a semblance of authority in front of his children, even though he was only wearing a pair of large shorts.
"Has the old woman realized her mistake? Fine, if she acknowledges it, I'll forgive her."
"You old debtor! What mistake have I made!" Wang Cuihua glared, and Siyeye's authority dissipated completely.
"Suizi, what do you want with that thing?" Siyeye dared not look at his wife; his gaze was drawn to the remittance slip in Suizi's hands.
"Who is Xu Achun?"
"It's from the Jade Factory, that mess—"
