"Xu, wasn't it agreed upon to let our kids meet with each other? We've been waiting all this time, and who knows how many chances my son has missed because of this!
Now you come out with a 'no' and think that's the end of it, treating us like monkeys. Well, we're not leaving today." Mrs. Gao planted herself down firmly.
Her gaze wandered dishonestly around the room.
This is definitely a household of full-time workers, obviously more affluent. There's a TV, electric fan, and what are those in that room?
Mrs. Gao craned her neck trying to peek into the master bedroom. Could that be a sewing machine?
Goodness, they've got all the big items in their home.
Her sister Gao was right — Accountant Xu's family is indeed wealthy.
Accountant Xu hadn't expected this woman to throw a fit like a shrew, and instantly became furiously angry, "What do you think you're doing by not leaving? You want to seize someone in broad daylight.
