Xu Wan kicked Zong Jincheng's leg again, not caring at all about his anger, and even deliberately provoking him, "Hey, does this count as using your bowl to smash your pot?"
"Bang——"
The anger meter was full.
Even though no sound was made, everyone could feel Zong Jincheng's fury, which was even greater than the anger he had shown every previous time Xu Wan teased him!
Zong Wenxiu quickly pulled him aside to calm him down, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's just a small crack, much better than before. If you think it's not good enough, we can rebuild it tomorrow."
Jing Zhe also hurriedly added, "It's already very good now. At least we won't be so cold anymore, and it's spring now, the weather will get warmer and warmer!"
His younger sister, not very good at speaking, just tugged at his clothes, signaling him not to be angry.
Zong Jincheng strode forward.
Like a pufferfish, he sat angrily in the carriage heading home, his arms crossed.
