"Ah, Grandma, sit down first." Seeing this mother and son standing their ground, Qiao Xiaomai got up with exasperation.
She pulled Hua Xiaofeng to sit down. "Even if you're going to teach the Sun family a lesson, at least eat something first. You just arrived. Catch your breath first."
Verbal fights between shrews are full of filthy words.
A physical fight, along with filthy words, leaves people with blood, messed-up hair, and disheveled clothes.
Qiao Xiaomai didn't want to witness such a scene.
Regarding the Sun family's, she really had no interest in provocation.
"What's there to eat? It's still early! Let's go, find that old wench!" Hua Xiaofeng protested.
"It's not early at all. It's time for lunch!" Qiao Xiaomai pointed at the midday sun above, "My father and Dami will be back soon, let's talk about this over lunch."