The two people standing in front of the clutter once again exchanged quick glances. This time, the raging anger that had previously surged up in their hearts besides their helplessness was completely gone. Instead, they started feeling a bit sorry.
This thought flashed through Qiao Menghan's mind, and she had a sudden urge to curse: "Damn it, what's wrong with me? I'm being overly maternal, feeling sorry for this bratty girl. She totally deserves this." Fuming, she kicked the pile of clutter.
Ye Nanxun was laughing till she doubled over: "Hahaha."
And the person who was dozing in the middle of the clutter suddenly stood up: "What's going on? What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"
She screamed loudly, with her eyes still closed, and her arms flailing around as if she was doing Tai Chi.
Upon seeing this, Ye Nanxun couldn't hold back her laughter anymore and slumped onto a nearby sofa, clutching her stomach: "Hahaha, hahaha, is this woman sent by monkeys to be amusing?"
