Zhang Zhaodi sneered, "Since she has been scheming against me from the very beginning, what sort of friend is that? Don't worry, I'm not that fragile. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how many times I would have died over these years."
The others looked at each other, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's too late, let's go back to rest." Su Yaoguang held Zhang Zhaodi's arm, "Tonight I sleep with my mom."
"No, absolutely not, I sleep just fine alone, why do you want to join the fuss?" Zhang Zhaodi said disdainfully, "Hurry up and leave, it's disgusting here; I won't come back again."
From behind came the shrieks of Su Guilan's screams, Jiang Fang's wife's curses, Su Guilan's husband furiously yelling he wants to divorce her, while others around tried to speak good words. The nearby residents, unable to stay put while hearing such a lively spectacle, emerged from their courtyards to poke their heads at the entrance of Mrs. Jiang and Tong Chunlai's courtyard.
