"Sure, no problem."
Chu Dazhuang agreed readily, and upon hearing Zhaxi Dele's request, he was inwardly more than happy.
"Hmm."
Zhaxi Dele nodded with a smile.
"Alright, then there's nothing else. I'll be off, Dazhuang."
He bade Chu Dazhuang goodbye and then turned to leave the house. Despite his extremely polite demeanor, his fists were clenched in frustration.
"Okay, Uncle~"
Chu Dazhuang replied with a simple and honest smile.
"Then I won't see you out. Take care."
He lay back in the recliner, closed his eyes after speaking, and continued humming a tune leisurely.
Xu Fengjiao's sound of getting dressed reached his ears.
The sound of dressing was crisp and decisive, even this action was imbued with anger.
"What a useless old thing!"
After getting dressed, Xu Fengjiao even cursed under her breath, and the sound of Chu Dazhuang humming nonchalantly made her even more infuriated.
"Damn Chu Dazhuang, plague on you."
Having cursed, Xu Fengjiao went out to start her work.
