I've never spent much money at their store; I just come here with a broken radio and wander around.

Jiang Yumei ignored Ye Xiaoxiao's introduction and looked around, asking, "Master Li isn't here again today?"

"Not here."

"When can you come?"

"It's hard to say." Ye Xiaoxiao looked at her. "Ms. Jiang, do you really want to buy the TV, or do you want to see my husband?"

Jiang Yumei's expression changed: "What do you mean by that?"

"The literal meaning." Ye Xiaoxiao looked directly at her.

"If you're here to buy a TV, I can help you; but if you want to see my husband, please don't come again."

Jiang Yumei's face flushed red: "You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Then why do you always insist on looking for him every time you come? Why don't you fix things when he's not around? Why do you always wander around outside the shop?"

"I..." Jiang Yumei was speechless for a moment.

Ms. Jiang, I don't care what your past identity was or what you did.

However, if you really have anything going on with my husband, I might hit you.

Ye Xiaoxiao casually picked up the wooden mop leaning against the door and easily broke it in two.

"Oh dear, this mop is so flimsy. It broke with just one touch. Tell me, is your neck strong enough?"

Jiang Yumei bit her lip and looked at Ye Xiaoxiao for a while, then suddenly smiled:

"You...you're such a country bumpkin, all you know is brute force."

"That's true." Ye Xiaoxiao smiled as well, "But as long as it works, that's good."

Jiang Yumei snorted coldly and turned to leave. But Ye Xiaoxiao knew that this matter was probably not over yet.

Sure enough, the next day she heard that Jiang Yumei was saying outside that she wouldn't let Li Chenyang take on business, and that she was stingy and fierce.