"Qing'er..." Chang Haotian looked at her disapprovingly.
"Thank you, Master Chang, for your righteousness." Su Qingyue spoke politely, "I, Su Qingyue, slapped a rag, and it can't be counted on Master Chang's head. Since I dared to do it, then I dare to take responsibility for it, Master Wu Xu needn't worry. Moreover, things have escalated to this point, the Xiao couple's hypocritical old faces have already been torn, one more slap or one less doesn't change anything. They would still wish to tear me into a thousand pieces."
Xiao Chonghuan's old face wasn't laughing, but his flesh was, "You indeed have some self-awareness."