After saying that, Zhang Meijuan, with a displeased face, stood up and quit the game, since the matter had nothing to do with her anyway.
"Fine, since this matter has nothing to do with me, it's your own problem. Do whatever you like."
"Breaking arms and legs, even if you kill this kid, it has nothing to do with me."
Having said that, Zhang Meijuan, huffing with anger, crossed her arms, puffed out her chest, and left. Zhang Jun, following behind, smiled apologetically and then walked over to Zhang Meijuan, hugging her from behind.
"Baby, listen, be good."
"I'm in a tough spot right now, so I was hoping you could help me out, okay?"
Seduced by sweet nothings, Zhang Meijuan's face lit up with pride, like a peacock strutting about.
"So what you're saying is you're begging me? That's right, baby, I really should be begging you, shouldn't I?"
"If it weren't for you, this matter might not be easy to handle."
