Tan Zhengyong murmured, "You've already been taken advantage of more than once, haven't you learned your lesson?"
But he didn't have the courage to say it out loud.
Wang Clan squinted and said, "It's fine, we still have the two of us old folks here, she won't be able to turn the sky upside down no matter what."
"Exactly, as long as we solidify this matter, let's see how she can still jump around!"
Little Wang Clan was quite smug; she was already fantasizing about her schemes bearing fruit.
At that moment, Qiao Duo'er was carefully sewing her own clothes, feeling very delighted.
"You make that piece of fabric into your clothes too; I can wear anything at home," Tan Zhenghong couldn't help but say.
Qiao Duo'er shook her head, "That color is too ugly; you wear it. Once I finish this one, I'll have money to buy new fabric."
She was back to being sixteen; of course, she had to wear something beautiful, right?
Tan Zhenghong weakly said, "Duo'er, you are so kind."
