"Zhao Rong, you graduated from college in the United States. Have you never studied dialectics? Everything has two sides. It mainly depends on whether the benefits outweigh the disadvantages or the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Now compared to taking shortcuts, your existence has troubled me very much, so I would rather not hold your father's thighs than to get rid of your burden." I glared at Zhao Rong and said.

"You...bastard!" Zhao Rong's face turned red with anger, pointed at me and scolded, then turned around and walked into Qian'er's room.

"Yes, I'm a bastard. Don't live here if you have the ability." I said to Zhao Rong's back.

"Okay, I'll leave tonight, Wang Hao, don't regret it." Zhao Rong said angrily.

About five minutes later, she walked out of Qian'er's room with a bag. Qian'er also ran out, holding Zhao Rong's arm with both hands and said, "Sister Yixue, it's almost two o'clock in the morning again. Are you going? Don't leave, are we still best friends?"

"Qian'er, stop saying good things for this bastard. He must have lied to you. You will understand in the future." Zhao Rong said to Qian'er.

"Sister Yixue, I voluntarily. I have told you more than ten times." Qian'er said.

"This is Wang Hao's despicableness." Zhao Rong stared at me and said viciously: "When you grow up, you will understand."

"I have grown up. After the Chinese New Year, I will be eighteen years old." Qian'er replied.

Zhao Rong wanted to leave with her bag, but Qian'er pulled her away, but I was sitting on the chair at the dining table, eating instant noodles, and was a little hungry.

"Uncle, come here to apologize to Sister Yixue." Qian'er turned her head and looked at me and said.

"Why?" I said with wide eyes.

"I don't need that bastard's apology. Qian'er, let go, let me go, I will make him regret it." Zhao Rong shouted.

"Qian'er, letting her go was a burden, and she didn't know her own knowledge yet." I said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!