Cheng Yufen pulled Kong Wenhui aside, "There are so many people here, including colleagues from the textile factory, and Director Hu Biao. If you really twist Shihao's ear, how can he raise his head in front of others?"
"Mom, I didn't know, don't be angry, there are so many people here, save me some face. I am a driver at the textile factory now, many people want me to drive for them, they even have to see my mood. You making a scene like this makes me lose all my dignity."
Luo Shihao looked at Kong Wenhui with a wronged expression, not that he was really upset, just a reminder that it's not like the old days of idle living, he's now a respectable person.
"Alright, alright, your aunt Xiao Meng is here, I have something to talk to her about. Go away now, just looking at you annoys me."
"Okay, I'm going. Aunt, Mom, if you don't get enough to eat at noon and can't get food from others, let me know. I'll ask Xiao Bin to save two bowls of stewed dishes for you!"
