He had guessed correctly; Luo Haotian parked the car outside the village and walked in with his sons, having heard everything they had discussed earlier.
Luo Haotian pulled Luo Qiao over and said in front of so many people, "Jianjun, we four who were involved in that incident are all here. I made things clear to you last time. What is your family up to now?"
Zhang Jianjun knew no explanation would persuade Haotian to forgive him, so he simply said, "Rest assured, it was just a joke made while sitting together back then. I'll take care of Cuiping and won't let her spout nonsense again."
Luo Haotian turned to Zhong Cuiping, "What exactly happened back then? You tell the story."
Zhong Cuiping felt embarrassed. How could she say such a thing? Wasn't this just slapping her own face?
But seeing the murderous look in Luo Haotian's eyes, she had no choice but to say, "Yes, it was indeed a joke made in casual conversation at the time. But I thought it was a good thing, right?"
