Rong Wenze listened to her say these things, his hands itching with anger. He was truly ready to start throwing punches.
"Listen, is this still a human being speaking?"
"The windows at home were all smashed by you, since you say the house is yours, then you better hurry up and fix them."
"What do I have to fix? Wasn't everything made very clear just now? If you guys are living here, you need to handle it yourself. What, you can't even get out the door before you think about coming back? Go back and talk it over again."
Rong Wenze: ...
Can't you act like a human for once? Talk it over—talk over my ass.
Obviously, as long as he wanted to continue living in this house, he was set to swallow this bitter pill.
Rong Manman was furious too. One trip here and her home was gone.
On the matter of the house, she couldn't change a thing anymore.
But she couldn't stand to see Rong Yan's smug and triumphant demeanor.
