On the way, Guoqing's face was flushed red.
He felt ashamed for always seeing them in a certain light.
They had provided for Yiyi freely for three years, sending her to the best school in town, treating her to meals and clothes equivalent to their family members. How could he have thought of them in such a way?
Thinking they came to their family to wreak havoc.
Expecting repayment, demanding everything from their family.
How could such generous people have such vile thoughts?
Look how generous they are, buying things without costing him a cent.
And they've bought so much stuff, clearly meant for their family.
Otherwise, why would they need so much?
He wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide himself.
Back home, Jiefang was already there, having bought some meat, now helping his wife chop the filling in the kitchen.
