Nancy Sutton supported her waist and looked up, meeting the old lady's inquisitive gaze, looking very gossip-prone.
The old lady stepped forward to support Nancy Sutton and teased.
"Why are you only coming home today? Still have a sore waist?"
Nancy Sutton pretended not to hear the old lady's words, took off her shoes, changed into slippers, and walked straight to the living room.
Seeing this, the old lady couldn't help but giggle.
Why are kids these days so easily embarrassed, it makes people want to tease them.
Nancy Sutton noticed the burning gaze behind her and felt a bit helpless. She had no choice but to turn her head to look at the old lady, and inexplicably stammered a bit.
"You... don't overthink..."
As soon as she said this, Nancy Sutton wanted to slap herself. Why did she start stammering, making it difficult for people not to overthink.
The old lady smiled and responded like coaxing a child.
"Got it, got it."
"You young people really know how to have fun."
