"Lao Yu, what do you say we should do? As soon as I hear Xiaoxiao talking about Uncle Ming, my heart beats drums constantly. What shall we do? Ren Zhiping's nervous face changed colour, rubbing her hands in front of her chest.

"Well, maybe that's providence! Take someone else's things, sooner or later they will be returned! " Yu Jiahou frowned and rubbed his forehead, which was also a headache.

"What else? We just don't have to say that Xiao Xiao never knows for a lifetime!" Ren Zhiping took a bad look at her husband.

"You're right! As long as we don't say that, she never knows! But you don't...