Li Zhiyan felt deeply frustrated in his heart.
Aunt Shen's stockings, T-shirt, and high heels—I genuinely took them because I appreciate her and the things she cherishes.
No other intentions at all.
I'm not that kind of person!
"And those high heels you brought back yesterday—probably stolen from someone's doorstep, right?"
"You really can't go around doing things like that."
Li Zhiyan: "..."
"If someone catches you and calls the police, you could end up detained."
"Also, if you let your imagination run wild too often…"
"You might get scorned by your future wife after you marry."
Li Zhiyan: "Aunt, actually…"
"Don't say anything—I get it. Eat your food, and just leave the dishes in the kitchen later."
"From now on, I'll make sure to save a portion for you when I make breakfast every day."
Zhao Shumin thought: kids will always be kids, sensitive and easily embarrassed. This bad habit of stealing clothes from others definitely needs to be corrected.
