After Fatty Wang drove us back to the apartment, the moment I walked in, I could hear loud arguing from the landlord's place.
"Go ahead, smoke everything in the house! Why don't you just sell me and our kid while you're at it!"
"You crazy bitch, lower your damn voice!"
"..."
You could hear things being smashed during the fight, clanging noisily without pause.
Lin Nan and Lin Xia went inside, quickly tugged at me and whispered, "Let's go, the couple's fighting—what are you trying to get yourself involved for?"
I followed them upstairs, frowning, "Just because they're married, they can fight?"
Lin Xia chuckled, "You don't get it! Fighting and cursing is love—if they don't fight, they don't love each other!"
"Don't say nonsense!"
Lin Nan shot her sister a look, a hint of worry rising in her heart.
The lady landlord clearly complained that her husband smoked something and burned through all the family money.
