At that moment, Qiu Ruoxi felt a surging impulse to storm off. Honest, this jerk?
If he were honest, then there wouldn't be dishonest people in this world!
"Mom and Dad, he…"
Seeing Qiu Ruoxi's increasingly livid face, Ye Xunhuan knew that she was on the verge of exploding and quickly said, "Mom and Dad, don't be mad, actually, I think there's nothing wrong with delivering packages…"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Ruoxi felt her insides churning, and a taste of fresh blood gradually approached her throat.
You deliver packages, when did you ever deliver packages, did you even deliver once?
This jerk, what does he really want to do?
Does he feel uncomfortable inside if he sees me not scolded?
"Furthermore, once a great man from our country said that professions should not be differentiated by status, just that they differ in nature…"
