Gu Ruinian took the opportunity to snatch the clothes back from Tong Zhijie's hands.
Tong Zhijie jumped and cursed Wu Na, "Why the hell are you vomiting? You spat all over me."
This was an utterly miserable trip; I shouldn't have come to Qinghe Bay.
Nothing good happened.
Wu Na pointed at Tong Zhijie and cursed, "Damn you, sneaking into my room like a thief. Are you looking to die?"
And then she cursed Tong Fusheng, "If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. He learned from you, the shameless old man. How do you father and son have the face to sneak into my room? What were you planning? I was sleeping peacefully, and you come barging in during broad daylight. If this gets out, being drowned in a pig cage would be light punishment for you."
"Hurry up and get out."
As she spoke, she picked up the teacup on the bedside table and threw it at the two of them.
Luckily, the clothes were thick for the winter; if it were summer, she couldn't even imagine.
