"Right, right!" Xiao Mingguo nodded.
After seeing off Xiao Mingguo and his family,
Xiao Mingguo's wife stared blankly at the watermelon and nuts on the table. When Xiao Minghua's family came in, she was going to hide them. Who knew, they didn't eat a slice of watermelon or a single nut from start to finish. After people left, she actually felt all this was an irony.
"Alas..." Xiao Mingguo sat on the sofa and heaved a deep sigh, said, "They have all made something of themselves. Our Xiao family's kids have made something of themselves."
"That's all because Xiao Han looked after him," his wife snorted coldly.
"Look after?" Xiao Mingguo sneered, said, "If you were in my shoes, would you put someone incapable in such an important position as a manager?"
"I..." his wife was stunned.