"You're here to celebrate the New Year, watching some TV here, I have no objections."
Jiang Ran said, her gaze cold, sweeping across everyone's faces, "But on the first day of the new year, you're in my house making a scene like this, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Being called out by Jiang Ran, some people with thinner skin blushed and lowered their heads.
Unfortunately, in this world, some people can quickly realize their mistakes, while others simply cannot.
Xu Cuihua was one of those who could not.
Xu Cuihua scoffed, "I say, Jiang Ran, we're all from the same village, we come to your home to celebrate the New Year and watch some TV, so what? Do you have to set rules for us?"
Jiang Ran had never taken a liking to Xu Cuihua, and now hearing these words, her eyes became even sharper.
"Xu Cuihua, I just told you, apologize to my mom."
"Apologize? Why should I apologize?" Xu Cuihua asked, her face full of confusion.
