Lin Nianhe dragged them back into the room, turned on the living room lights, poured some milk for Wen Lan and Miao Hongqi, and took out some fruits and sunflower seeds.
The grand conference of criticizing the Sun Family officially began.
"My Sister Shumei has both the looks and height, and she's from Peking University! How dare they? Saying she's not a good match... Sister Shumei's leg is longer than their son's life, good enough to outlast him!"
"Sun Guanghui is just a dimwit, can't manage to fart even with eight prods. What's he going to say when he shows up? That you two eloped and didn't care about his parents? If he really wanted to say that, why didn't he say it to your face?"
"And Shumei has even been to the Trade Fair, they haven't even been to a beverage factory."
