Liu Mengting then sneered, "Isn't this what they call 'a dead pig not fearing scalding water'?"
"Hehehehe."
Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoli immediately burst into laughter, and so did the fatty.
Tang Ming was somewhat at a loss for words, unable to find anything to retort, so he vigorously moved his chopsticks to pick up food from the pot and eat, seemingly determined to turn his frustration into appetite.
"Fatty, the tripe is all gone again."
Tang Ming said to Fatty.
Fatty nodded, "Got it, I'll get you some right away."
After saying that, Fatty stood up and walked towards the fridge. Li Xiaoli then asked, "Brother Tang Ming, Zhou Dafu is quite obedient, isn't he?"
"He's not my underling."
Tang Ming casually said while eating.
"Then why does he listen to you so much if he's not your underling?"
