The more Gu Changsheng listened, the more off it felt, and by the end, his face had turned every possible shade.
Gu Changsheng's face was colorful, while Zhou Mu's face turned so dark it seemed ink could drip from it!
Little Monk Bu Jie, just a tiny figure, stood before the carriage, speaking earnestly, as if totally unaware of any impending danger.
"Ahem!" Xiao Cui, unable to bear it any longer, couldn't help but fake a few coughs as a hint.
Godfather!
What nonsense was Little Monk Bu Jie spewing about being cursed by love in front of the lady of the house? And in front of their own son-in-law!
Even if they were dumb, they could tell that the person who captivated the lady's heart wasn't the son-in-law at all!
How's this going to end?
Isn't this clearly asking for a beating?
Didn't he see the son-in-law's face turn black?
