The 1960s: The Cold-Faced Officer Turns Out to Be a Mad Wife-Doting Man
Time travel? Stockpiling supplies? Space? Slapping? Family affairs? Excessive pampering of wife
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"Sister Li is right. We are all honest people, unlike some women who are so open in that regard."
"Maybe, she just likes to have fun, that's why men are interested in her, hahaha!"
"Being a woman without shame is really a disgrace to us women."
"I think she's just a slut. If she doesn't get stabbed for a day, she'll feel uncomfortable there, hahahaha!"
“………”
Listening to their dirty taunts, Zhou Jingjing did not get angry but felt a lot more relaxed.
Since everyone was speaking frankly, there was no need for her to save face for them.
Because they don't have that kind of thing at all.
"Are you done? Is it time for me to expose your true colors behind the masks? Do you think that other people don't know about the things you do in private that you cannot show to the public?"
Seeing that she was desperate, Hao Hongli also laughed. This touched her sore spot, and she couldn't help it, so she started biting people.
He said shamelessly, "We are upright and have nothing to fear. We are not like you who are so dirty."
Zhou Jingjing took another step forward with a fierce look in her eyes, almost face to face with Hao Hongli.
"Hao Hongli, don't be anxious. I'm talking about you. You were born in the countryside and your family conditions are not very good. Your family used all kinds of connections to get you into the textile factory, but you were restless in the factory. Not only were you arrogant, but you also despised the poor and loved the rich. In order to be able to stay in the factory as a regular employee and marry a city person in the future, you devoted yourself to a leader in the factory to keep this iron rice bowl. Tell me, am I right?"
Hao Hongli stared with frightened eyes, standing still, staring at Zhou Jingjing in disbelief.
Suddenly she let out an angry roar as if her tail was stepped on.
Standing on tiptoe, he put his head on Zhou Jingjing's forehead.
Zhou Jingjing was holding her breath, as she had already disliked her.
Who is afraid of who in a fight?
Then the two of them started to fight.