Random Strain

"You, where did you steal my things?" Lord Meng's beard trembled in anger, his voice also trembling.

Even if he really hadn't done anything, how could he put his face forward when he was framed like this by his daughter-in-law?

Furthermore, the people of the world were chasing after their shadows to begin with. As for those three people, they became tigers, and the more they spread, the more exaggerated they became.

Lady Lin was also a bit flustered, but the arrow was already on the bow, so she had no choice but to release it. Even if she realized that there was something suspicious, she had already released her words, so she had to hold on until the end.

"How many times did my father-in-law ask me to meet him in the garden in private?"