The Devil Wang

Just as they reached home, the liquor store truck arrived. The driver started to move things into the house.

Wang Xiumei was shocked.

"What's going on? What did you two buy? Why are there so many?"

Till she saw clearly the things in the box, her expression instantly changed.

With the porter's presence, Wang Xiumei didn't say anything. She just stared at Wang Yan with her eyebrows raised.

Zhang Yao shrunk her head and sneaked into her room with the three-piece set in her hand.

It would have been fine if she had not slipped away as there was a big guy in front of her. However, if she had jumped out herself... then there was no hope.

While Wang Yan and the porter were checking the goods and the address, Wang Xiumei picked up a feather duster and chased after Zhang Yao into her bedroom.

When Wang Yan sent the porter away, he heard a series of wails and wails in the room.

"It's my brother who wanted to buy. Why did you hit me?"