Wei Shuqing glared at Zhao Aiguo, "How dare you talk like that?" Yang Xiaofu quickly smoothed things over, "Oh! Auntie, Zhao Xiaofei was just teasing me! I'm used to it, it's nothing!" Then she looked at Zhao Aiguo and said coquettishly, "You just want to come, I'm here to see Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Auntie!"
Zhao Aiguo pouted and said, "Fine, just don't look at me." Yang Xiaofu was furious. This fatso was so stubborn.
After finishing his meal, Zhao Aiguo went back to his room. Yang Xiaofu angrily pushed the door open and said, "Zhao Xiaofei, tell me, what exactly do you not like about me?"
Zhao Aiguo looked up, thought for a moment, and said, "You're not good at studying!"
Yang Xiaofu was furious. "You're already last in the class and you're still complaining about my poor grades?" Zhao Aiguo said nonchalantly, "That's why I need to find someone who's good at studying!"
Yang Xiaofu shouted angrily, "Haven't you learned that two negatives make a positive? If we're all bad, maybe the child will be better?"
Zhao Aiguo shook his head vigorously. "No, we must be careful about the next generation. We can't just do whatever we want! And can you stop staring at me like that demon who can't get the flesh of Tang Sanzang?"
Yang Xiaofu plopped down and burst into tears, yelling, "I don't care, I just love you!"
Zhao Aiguo jumped high into the air and shouted, "Don't try to pin this on me!"
"Then tell me, what is it about me that you don't like?" Zhao Aiguo had a headache when he heard this, and casually made up a lie: "You're not as pretty as my grandma."
"You're talking nonsense!" Ignoring Yang Xiaofu's murderous glare, Zhao Aiguo immediately retorted, "What? I just like my grandma's type! You're not as short as her, not as plump, not as fair-skinned..."
Yang Xiaofu was furious. Zhao's mother was at most 1.62 meters tall and weighed over 160 kilograms. She could eat her way to over 160 kilograms. Her height of 1.69 meters could not shrink back to 1.62 meters!
Enraged, he kicked Zhao Aiguo and ran away. The Zhao family chased after him, and Zhao Dahu asked, "Why did you make him leave in anger?"
Zhao Aiguo shrugged. "It's her fault for insisting on comparing looks with my grandma. I just told her the truth—she's not as pretty as my grandma—and she got angry..."
The rest of the group were speechless. Even if you wanted to refuse someone, you should at least come up with a plausible excuse! Little did they know that Zhao Aiguo genuinely thought Yang Xiaofu wasn't as pretty as his mother.
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