Lin Xiumei had been run ragged at home these past few days and genuinely hadn't heard about any of this.
"Qiaohui is hanging out with Jiang Tang now?" She thought about their personalities. They were like oil and water; how could they possibly get along? "Can they even find anything to talk about?"
Yang Fengxia curled her lip. "I went out today and saw Qiaohui walk into Jiang Tang's house. They looked just like family. And that’s not all—you probably don’t know this, but I saw Regiment Commander Shen doing the laundry at home with my own eyes. A huge basin full of clothes, and he was the only one scrubbing away. It was pathetic."
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