Amid the good-natured, boisterous laughter of the crowd, Xu Sanhu glanced at Bai Chenggang, who was visibly annoyed, the corner of his mouth twitching.
He then turned to look at Shen Weimin. After speaking, Shen Weimin was still in a good mood, a smile on his face as he headed toward his wife's family's private plot to start work. Xu Sanhu quickly tugged Bai Chenggang along.
"You're not mad?"
'Mad?'
'Not worth it.'
'She's just an insignificant person.'
"That's my third grand-uncle's second daughter-in-law. Her daughter had a crush on that Fang Jun fellow, and she's been sour about it ever since his family moved back to the city."
'How lucky!' Shen Weimin sighed to himself.
"I don't think that's all," Xu Sanhu chimed in. "A lot of people thought my third uncle would for sure keep Qingzi at home and get a live-in son-in-law. So to her, you snatched away her nephew's potential wife."
Shen Weimin sneered. "The nerve."
