"No, he's just pretending," Yang Chuxia knew Ms.Wang's intentions and stepped forward to pull her arm, "Mother, don't worry. Brother An and I are doing great, he treats me even better than before. Let's have a chat tonight, just the two of us."
"That's good to hear, now I can rest easy. After all, he's a high-ranking official, our little village has never produced a high-ranking official before." Ms.Wang said, laughing, "You don't know, but every time your father goes to town and runs into some people from the Zhang or Liu Families, they always praise Brother An and invite your father for a drink. However, your father has always declined."
"Why does dad refuse?" Yang Chuxia casually asked.
