By the time he got home, it was already eight o'clock.
Yang Meifeng was like a firecracker, smashing things and throwing a temper tantrum as soon as she entered the house.
"Bastard! Liu Chunling, you damn bastard!"
"So what if you know a petty patrol officer, Sir? You want me to apologize to you? Apologize my ass!"
"And you want me to pay compensation? Bullshit!"
In no time, all six cups on the coffee table were smashed to the ground.
Mo Xiaochen, who was standing in the living room, became scared and hid in Mo Han's arms, softly saying, "Daddy, Chen Chen is scared, can you take Chen Chen out to play for a while?"
"Sure."
Mo Han nodded, patted his daughter's head, then cautiously approached his mother-in-law and asked, "Mom, could you give me the keys to the scooter, so I can take Chen Chen to the nearby park to play for a bit?"
"Scooter? You still have the face to talk to me about the scooter?"