Qiao Xia, "..."
Mu Liang coldly thought that working at the Housing Authority, one could get a house a year. Okay, corruption and bribery, huh? When the time came to bundle up the files and report, it'd certainly be a public delight. He was ridding the people of a scourge.
These middle-aged women were going through menopause and were so irritable, weren't they? Why were they daily setting up dates for young girls? Had they nothing better to do? If you were going to matchmake, at least find out more. She was a married woman.
He felt like screaming, "That's my wife, what relative are you matching her with?!"
The two of them chatting and laughing while shopping struck Mu Liang as particularly irritating.
