Finally, she shrieked, "Do you know who I am!"
The little girl, upon hearing this question, popped her head out from behind the man, innocently asking,
"Are you the ancestor of the screaming chicken, the super screaming chicken?"
Real estate agent Zhang Rui: "..."
Although the occasion was inappropriate, he couldn't help himself.
Zhang Rui turned his head, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably with laughter.
A hint of amusement flickered across Xi Jiu's eyes.
Mrs. Xu's nose was almost crooked with anger.
She huffed and puffed like the Bull Demon King, then scanned Xi Jiu up and down, conjuring a cold sneer.
"With the clothes you're wearing, you want to buy a store here? What a joke!"
Upon hearing this, the young man quickly turned to look at Xi Jiu.
When Xi Jiu went to the hospital, he had been wearing a suit. Later, Assistant Mu put on Ruan Qi's clothes to take the bullets for her, and the man draped his suit jacket over the little girl.