Zhong Hongying's smile gradually faded, "Luo Meiying, if you don't clarify what happened today, I'll take it up with the secretary, and I believe he won't be so biased toward his own daughter as to lose all sense of impartiality."
Seeing that his own daughter was about to clash with the secretary's daughter, Uncle Zhong hurried over with a big hoe, "Hongying, go over there." He then flashed an ingratiating smile towards Luo Xiaoqiong, "Meiying, don't be angry, once we finish our tasks here, we'll give you a hand."
"No need, just don't add your work onto ours, that would be thanks enough." Luo Xiaoqiong snorted, turned her head back, and with a sweep of her eyes at Hongying, she silently headed to the area where Uncle Zhong was working.
