Qin Jin let out a breath of exasperation, then arrived at Yu Feng's home, and with a menacing look, he grabbed Feng Hu by the collar, "I heard that you wanted to beat my wife while I was away?!"
"No, no, not at all." Feng Hu quickly denied.
Qin Jin said, "From now on, I'm not taking any of your stuff."
"Don't do that, please." Yu Feng panicked.
During this time, Peng Chunhua could make seven or eight woven items a day, earning a good amount of money. If they stopped taking her stuff, how could she make money?
"You go around saying my wife might run away and even cursed my grandmother to die soon. If you dare to spout nonsense again, I'll rip out your tongue!" Qin Jin dropped Feng Hu and left.
He went home and took out the clothes and pants he had bought for Li Qiao, asking her to try them on.
Li Qiao unfolded the clothes, a bright red tracksuit that was comfortable and thick.
A pair of black capri pants that looked slightly slim fit; these pants could go with a coat.
