Qiao Xiaomai "..."
How dare she brazenly accuse Zhu Hongyun! Just how thick-skinned can she be?
And look how smoothly she switched her attitudes—from overwhelming aggression to sycophancy—without any awkwardness in between.
'Sanlang, little sister, if you two are angry, vent it on Xiaoyun. She's young and made a mistake. Don't hesitate because of any family sentiments, punish her as you see necessary.'
Seeing both Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang remain silent, Zhu Hongfu hurriedly continued.
'As for the kitchen, smash it if you please. Smash it any way you like!'
Qiao Xiaomai scoffed, retorting, 'We won't do it. Your Zhu Family can have at it.'
'Fine, fine, fine. You two must be tired from the ox cart journey, rest now. Xiaoyun and I will handle it.' Zhu Hongfu agreed hastily, then sternly called Zhu Hongyun, 'Xiaoyun! Didn't you hear me? Get down from there!'