After coming out of the inspection bureau, An Jie went straight home. He looked so angry that he almost wrote the word 'angry' on his face.
"What's going on?"
In the center of the An Family's living room, an old lady was sitting upright on a Nanmu chair. When she saw him like this, she could not help but feel a little surprised. "Didn't you say you were going to the inspection bureau? Why did you come back full of anger?"
"It's still that Mo Chu!" When he heard this, An Jie became even more furious. He took a few big strides with his long legs and sat down on the chair at the bottom, "Grandma, you don't know. That girl's mouth is very sharp. Just one sentence and she's able to poke people's hearts!"
"Can she be more powerful than you?" Old Madam An laughed lightly.