Mr. Xiao and Xiao Chenye, though they didn't chatter about it, had a rough idea about how they got their small talk news.
Mrs. Xiao gave a light cough, masking her embarrassment, "Anyway, that's the way it is, you all come up with some ideas."
Xiao Chenye pondered for a moment, "Mom, what do you and Ranran think?"
Mrs. Xiao's approach to this was nothing short of straightforward and crude: "If it were up to me, there's no need to beat around the bush.
Just take the people, storm into the Xiao Family, tear Zhou Xiuying's face off, and stomp it on the ground!"
What she said was impassioned and enthusiastic.
The others looked at each other in dismay.
Xiao Chenxing sheepishly said, "Mom, something like this, really only you can do it. If you let Auntie do it, I feel like, it's too much…"
Mrs. Xiao: "…"
She got carried away.
Forgot this wasn't her family's matter, it was the affairs of the soft buns family.
