Rose was feeling a bit sulky too—Xia Liu had been gone for almost three months without even bothering to make a single phone call.
When he comes back, he's definitely getting a lesson in manners. What does he think? That we sisters have no tempers?
"I second this idea," Gu Fangxia raised her delicate hand and said.
"It's a decent proposal, but how exactly should we teach him a lesson?"
As soon as Fang Fei brought this up, the other three women fell silent.
Xia Liu was so ridiculously strong it was almost absurd.
No matter the skill, none of them could compete against him.
That old saying about "a tired ox breaking no fertile field" didn't apply here—not with Xia Liu.
"How about this: when we hear he's about to come back, we just retreat to the deep mountains to cultivate—let him stew in his own worry!"
"Xue'er, your idea is really amusing, but what if he catches us?"
"What else can we do? Just toss the salad and carry on…"
...
"Pfft… hahaha…"
