"This isn't ours..." The skinny man shouted, "We've been framed..."
The response he got was a slap in the face.
To Yang Ruxin's surprise, the one who slapped him was Cheng Fofo.
"You beast, using such disgusting means to frame us!" Cheng Fofo trembled with rage. "I swear I wish I could kill you." Ever since she started working for the young lady, even as a servant, her family had been living their most peaceful and carefree days after their disaster. She devoted herself wholeheartedly to running the firepot restaurant, only to be smeared by these people. Her anger was truly at its peak.
"Fofo." Yang Ruxin quickly stepped forward to hold her shoulders. "Careful, your hand might hurt! It's not worth it, don't be mad... Getting angry makes you age faster! Then how will you find a handsome suitor?"
Cheng Fofo sniffled, stamped her foot, and said, "Young lady, what are you saying?"
