Unfriendly

"How is this possible?" Su Mingyu quickly stepped forward, looked at Zhi Zhu, and asked with a serious tone, "Why didn't you invite Second Mother in?"

Zhi Zhu lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip.

Wang Manwen sneered, "I was kind enough to give you the table, but you're not letting me in, how can I move the table that was bitten by a mouse?"

I knew she had no good intentions.

Su Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I must really thank Second Mother. I'll immediately open the door for you."

As Su Mingyu spoke, she opened the door to her room. With just a glance, one could see that in the center of the hall, there was a wooden table that was clearly missing a foot.

Did the rat really bite through it?

Wang Manwen looked at the teeth marks at the foot of the wooden table, and ordered everyone to put down the new table with a smile: "Use this table well! "Don't waste my good intentions."