Meng Suisui rushed out of the corridor with Wen Mian and Wang Ba. Director Feng stayed inside because he couldn’t do much running around at his age. Bai Meiyue, on the other hand, came to watch the show and was not in a hurry.
Meng Suisui looked at her cousin, who was panting like a fire-breathing dragon and asked, "Anzhi, what’s the matter?"
When Meng Anzhi heard Meng Suisui’s voice, she turned her head to look at her. Meng Anzhi wanted to complain but her words came to an abrupt halt when she saw the shiny layer of oil on not only Meng Suisui but also Wen Mian and Wang Ba.
What was there not to understand?
Meng Anzhi bristled like a fighting cock and said to Meng Suisui, "You are really good, Sister Suisui. My parents treated you well and I treated you and Qibao as my siblings. I never thought—I never expected that you would one day leave me to starve even though you have food. You are eating and drinking well while I am starving!"
Meng Anzhi didn’t go too far as she still wanted to leave a way out for herself.
She wanted the two siblings to protect and care for her like they did in the past.
"Pfft! Hahahaha!"
However, as soon as Meng Anzhi finished speaking, Bai Meiyue burst out into laughter. Her tinkling laugh was mocking and derisive, which made Meng Anzhi’s face burn with shame.
"What? Why are you laughing at me like that?" she questioned angrily. She never liked Bai Meiyue to begin with, and now that the woman was laughing at her, Meng Anzhi was annoyed. Of course, after seeing Bai Meiyue’s actions of ruthlessly cutting down Xiang Mei’s arm, she didn’t dare to say anything too harsh.
After all, Xiang Mei was yet to get up from the bed after having her arm almost cut off.
"If I don’t laugh, what should I do, ah?" Bai Meiyue leaned against the electric door and looked at Meng Anzhi as if she were looking at a fool. "Have you forgotten what kind of world we are living in now? Be glad that your cousins brought you here safely. With the kind of person you are and the trouble that you have caused them, I would have kicked you in the crowd of zombies if I were in their shoes." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Meng Suisui was a smart woman. She must have taken her advice and saved some supplies, if not the majority of it—at least the dry goods. But when Meng Suisui arrived yesterday and asked for work, she told her that there was nothing in her hands.
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