Secretary Zhou watched the century-spanning catfight between the two women and didn't find it very interesting. A cold smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, thinking the time was just about right, he finally opened his mouth to intervene.
"Wang's sister-in-law, that's enough... The police uncle is here, and if he sees you hitting her like this, he might arrest the wrong person."
Hearing Secretary Zhou's words, Wang's sister-in-law quickly said with a smile, "Alright... Secretary Zhou, I'm sorry to embarrass you... I just didn't want this stinking bitch to pretend to be asleep... to let her know what it feels like to lose face."
"Mm, understood."
A cold smile curled up on Secretary Zhou's mouth. The servant and master duo really were birds of a feather.
Secretary Zhou had always kept his distance from such women.