"Little one..."
Huang Qingtian had come home, and Mu Keren knew it.
In the nearly half a year they had lived under the same roof, Mu Keren had gradually grown accustomed to everything about him.
For example, his footsteps. Unlike those skinny men, Huang Qingtian's steps were always firm and resolute!
But what use was her familiarity with him?
In the end, hadn't he cheated on her?
Thinking this, the way Mu Keren brandished the scissors in her hand grew even more forceful.
"You damn bastard, I'll make you laugh!" If she had known he was going to wear the clothes she ironed to meet another woman, she wouldn't have ironed them at all! She didn't want to do anything that benefitted others at her own expense.
"Let's see how you laugh when I cut that thing off!" But the problem was, she had already done all those things. So now, all she could do was take her frustration out on these inanimate objects!
"..."
Mu Keren waved the scissors, muttering indignantly to herself.
