Who knew what Fu Wenzi was thinking? He had probably taken the act too far.
He swung his hips so hard as he walked that he nearly flung them a mile away.
Beside him, Qin Yan was almost knocked away by his wildly swinging backside.
Qin Yan said, "Uncle, but nobody else walks like that."
Fu Wenzi looked utterly confident. "Of course normal people don't walk like this."
"This is called... being alluring."
Meimei and Jixiang, who were following in secret, were nearly convulsing with laughter.
"Hahaha... say, if he knew we were recording, would he still be this 'alluring'?"
Jixiang said, "We can't let him see these videos before we get back."
Otherwise, he would find a way to delete them.
"Stop. Outsiders aren't allowed past this point."
Whatever the guards thought, they still had to stop them.
Holding Qin Yan's hand, Fu Wenzi wept like a delicate, tear-stained beauty-not. His wailing shook heaven and earth.
He really would put on a performance anytime, anywhere.
An extremely exaggerated performance, at that.
The guards stared blankly at the pregnant woman bawling at the top of her lungs.
Seriously, who cried like that?
Fu Wenzi would have said that he had seen plenty of village aunties crying exactly like this.
"I can't go on living..."
He delivered those words with such earth-shattering force that a guard nearly fired his gun at him.
"That heartless bastard deserves to die! He abandoned his wife and daughter! I'm still carrying another one, and he just walked away and left us all behind! Why are our lives so miserable?"
The people here had never witnessed the Dongyan aunties' style of crying.
They were immediately stunned by the display.
When they heard what she was saying, their eyes widened even further.
Qin Yan's eyes instantly reddened,