"It's fine then," Gao Dagang touched the back of his head, looking a bit foolish.
Li Qiao smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, and for your trouble. I'll be going now."
Gao Dagang also smiled, "Take it slow."
Li Qiao responded with a grunt and had just stepped out of the supply and marketing cooperative when she ran into He Qiurong and her son head-on.
The former blurted out a sharp and mean taunt, "Son, what did I tell you? Women with a face like hers are promiscuous. Look, look, how long has she been married, and she's already flirting around outside. And she says she's going out to study; I think she's out to hook up with men."
Li Qiao, unable to contain her anger, strode over and glared at her furiously.
He Qiurong didn't hold back at all, "Who was that wild man just now? Won't you introduce us?"
Li Qiao couldn't take it anymore and slapped her across the face. "He's your father!" Then she turned and ran off.
