"Ye'er, it really has to be you, you're your aunt's good niece…" Aunt Luo first showered her with praise, then cut to the chase, "They bullied us, you have to give them a good lesson."
"Shady businessmen, that's what they are. I ordered two bowls of wontons with Xiao Tian, and they charged us US$ 20. Isn't that complete bullshit? I argued with him, and he said I was dining and dashing, dragged me out and started beating me."
As she spoke, she rolled up her pant leg and lifted her clothes, "Ye'er, look, here… here… here, it's all bruised purple, and there's still…"
Seeing Aunt Luo about to lift her clothes even higher, Luo Ye quickly pressed her down, "Alright, alright, I get it. When you two went in to eat, you didn't ask the price?"
"They had it posted on the wall, a bowl of wontons is three yuan." Qian Xiaotian rushed to answer.
