"Little Miss." Zhuge Yu and the others walked out. After tidying up their clothes, they greeted Chen Meng'er. "Uncle Zhuge, Uncle Skinny, Uncle Ah Biao. It looks like you guys really don't trust Uncle Fatty's ability." Chen Meng'er added fuel to the fire. If she didn't draw Fatty's attention in this direction, she would be the one being interrogated.
"You people actually don't believe me so much. To think that we have been good friends for so many years." When Zhuge Yu and the others heard Chen Meng'er's words, they cursed in their hearts. As soon as Chen Meng'er finished speaking, Fatty glared at them angrily.
"Fatty, don't be agitated. Listen to us and we will tell you slowly." Zhuge Yu tried to appease Fatty, telling him not to be agitated and not to jump into the pit that Chen Meng'er had dug for him. However, the agitated Fatty would not listen to Zhuge Yu's words. He slapped Zhuge Yu's hand away, as if he wanted to settle the score with Zhuge Yu.
