The difference in intelligence was too tragic. He could avoid the first day, but he could not avoid the fifteenth day. He would have to survive this 'tribulation' sooner or later.
"Why should I be responsible for her?" Xia Anlan said faintly.
"That's right," Mrs. Yue nodded,"we can't take responsibility."
"You ... What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I ..."
Before the old man could finish his sentence, Xia Anlan's next sentence shocked Mrs. Yue.""Why not ... She's responsible for me. Everyone says that I'm taking advantage of her, but I think I'm the one who's at a disadvantage, right?"
Yan qingsi covered her face. 'Uncle...You ...'
Grandpa and Grandma cleared their throats. Son, don't be so shameless. You're acting like a hooligan with such a serious face. Both of them felt embarrassed.
Mrs. Yue did not even know how to speak. Her hand, which was pointing at Xia Anlan, was trembling.