When Wang Jianqiang saw Huang Suwen had left Fan Chunhua dumbfounded with her retort, he took the chance to tug at her padded coat sleeve.
"Come down! Little Ye Brother is still waiting for me! I have to go on duty at work tonight. If I don't leave now, it'll be too late."
Fan Chunhua snapped out of her daze and said, "Then you can go back in Li Ye's car! Leave this one for me to use. Once I've enjoyed it for a few days, I'll send it back to you."
Wang Jianqiang's gaze turned cold. "If I leave the car with you, can you even drive it?"
Fan Chunhua blurted out, "I can't drive, but your second brother can!"
"Heh~"
Wang Jianqiang finally laughed.
He laughed at himself for still being too softhearted, for believing that even a stone could be warmed through one day.
In truth, sons of the land of flowers were the quickest to bury the hatchet with their parents. Even if their backsides had been beaten into blossoms as children, it did not stop them from being filial once they grew up.
But if someone kept pushing their luck inch by inch, thinking a man like Wang Jianqiang could be bound by filial piety and endure everything all his life, willing to be an ox or horse, then they were gravely mistaken.
Wang Jianqiang smiled faintly. "Mother, you wouldn't let me leave today because of this car, right? But this car is public property. If you take it for yourself, are you trying to send me to prison?"
Looking at Wang Jianqiang's smiling face, Fan Chunhua could not help shuddering.
Wang Jianqiang had always been dull and taciturn since childhood. Either you could kick him eight times and not get a fart out of