Xu Baomo ended up bolting out of Zhuying Mini Villa on that day. He slinked back to the guest yard, finding himself pathetic, "Grandfather still doesn't believe that Big Weiqiao is a tough type! In consideration of her attitude just now, she would have thrown that rosewood round table of landscape carving embellished with mica on me if I hadn't made my way out of the room!!!"

He'd never seen a woman as shrewish as she was, aside from his mother and grandmother!

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