"Clearly she's a girl who loves vanity, yet she keeps pretending to be innocent in front of our son. This is probably what young people mean by 'green tea bitch'!" Ma Hanxiang was really angry; how could it be that after so long, this woman has come back.
She had given her plenty of money back then to make her leave.
"No, I have to call Haoxuan right now. I can't watch him go down the wrong path; I know this kind of woman too well, a leopard can't change its spots." Thinking it over, Ma Hanxiang felt she shouldn't phrase it like that, "No, she's the dung! Our son definitely isn't."
"Cough cough..." Shen Yanming coughed a few times. From the news he just received on the phone, he suddenly realized that Mi Lu and his wife seemed alike.
It's fine to compare people to dung, though it's not elegant, it's not really that wrong.
