Tang Wanzhuang, who had always been known for her elegant demeanor, was probably furious for the first time in her life because of a single sentence. Zhao Changhe watched wide-eyed as she grabbed the Dragon Sparrow from beside the bed and rushed out the door, kicking Tang Buqi over with one foot and whipping his buttocks with the Dragon Sparrow as a door panel: "That's for not knocking, for calling out 'uncle'! Who told you he's your uncle!"
Tang Buqi screamed, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Auntie has her dignity, he's not my uncle!"
Tang Wanzhuang jumped in rage, "Who told you it's because I want to save face?"
"I'm wrong, Auntie doesn't want to save face…"
"Slap, slap, slap…"
Amidst Tang Buqi's screams, Zhao Changhe finally shut his mouth that had been open half the day.
Truly a piece of work, if you don't get beaten, who will?
It's like this aunt has been bullying her nephew since childhood, so skilled…
