Earning but Not Spending

As soon as Zhouzhou heard this, she immediately became unhappy.

She looked up, her gaze turning even more resentful. She puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "Uncle!"

Is this how you talk about your own niece?

Her uncle had changed ever since they went on a mission together last time. He no longer treated her with the same affection.

Hmph!

Sure enough, Brother Dafu was right—men's hearts are like needles at the bottom of the sea. None of them can be trusted!

Xi Mo glanced at her sideways, rubbing his smooth, bald head, thinking that she still had the nerve to say that.

Did she even reflect on what she had done?

"Alright," Zhouzhou poked her finger at him, trying to please him with a smile. She linked her arm with his and said coquettishly, "It's not my fault, Uncle. It was Mr. Divine Thunder who struck you with lightning and made all your hair fall out. I was only trying to help you."