What Liu Yumei says, around here, is like a "Holy Decree."
She said it was true, and those three old ladies immediately switched their tune.
Flower Woman: "Heavens, that old geezer really was willing to spend!"
Wang Lian: "He really went all out for our Sister Xiaxou."
Liu Jinxia pressed down the corners of her mouth hard, keeping herself from laughing out loud.
No matter the age, everyone has a bit of vanity.
But Liu Jinxia's head was still very clear:
"Our family doesn't need that stuff. If he won something scratching, he can keep it for himself, I'm not interested."
Liu Yumei couldn't be bothered to keep persuading. She only knew Old Tian was one of Zhao Yi's people, and however outrageous Zhao Yi might be, he wouldn't go as far as trafficking people.
Second floor, inside the room.
Alii was doing some handcraft work.
Beside her, Cui Cui was seriously drawing. A five-colored hill pheasant, sketched by her, looked very vivid and lively.
