"Pretty perverted…"
Upon hearing this assessment, Xia Liu stiffened on the spot.
"Don't just spout nonsense. The guy is talented—he came back from abroad. The fact that he could return to the village, I admire his sense of responsibility alone, never mind anything else."
"What's the use of responsibility if he's still a playboy? If my daughter ended up with that kind of man, I'd break her legs when I got back home."
"What do you mean 'playboy'? They're loving each other; how is that being a playboy? That's happiness! You need to change your views. As long as my daughter is happy, I support all her ideas."
"You idiot! Got some money now, haven't you? Thinking of getting a mistress, are you?"
Hearing her husband talking like this about someone else, the middle-aged woman immediately felt sensitive and started beating him with the stick she was holding.
"Cough cough cough…"
As the middle-aged man was getting hit, Xia Liu coughed a couple of times and went up the stairs.
