"If I were her, I'd offer another stick of incense to that chicken. Or, I'd negotiate with it for three days and nights to find out if it agrees to be stewed!"
"In plain terms, Li Xingwan just can't do anything right! Whatever she does, she screws up!"
At this moment, plenty of haters began to make a racket.
"..."
In the live stream, Li Xingwan grabbed a knife and chopped down on the chicken on the cutting board. At that instant, she screamed, and the knife didn't even split the chicken in two.
The knife was dropped, and she ran off.
Fu Chengzhou blocked the doorway, and Li Xingwan almost crashed into his arms, thankfully, she hit the brakes just in time.
The man stood there in black shirt and slacks, his posture lazy. He looked at Li Xingwan and couldn't help but want to laugh.
Perfect, just perfect. His little wife.
Impressive.
To butcher a chicken like that.
