"Uncle Li, I'll have to trouble you to send a clerk to help me invite Uncle Bo."
"That's easy to handle." Shopkeeper Li immediately summoned a clerk, to whom Yang Dayong stepped forward to give the address.
At this point, Yang Dayong truly did not want to have anything more to do with Shen Qiu.
Just from her conversation with Xiaxia, he knew that what Xiaxia had said was very close to the truth.
What was she doing? Was she afraid of everything falling apart, so she was desperately clinging to him?
Even if he spent his whole life as a good-for-nothing, he would never marry this woman again; it was a matter of a man's dignity.
"Shen Qiu, Uncle Bo knows about that hairpin," Yang Dayong said to the clerk before adding another sentence.
"You can't go, you must not go!" Seeing that someone was truly going to invite Uncle Bo, Shen Qiu hurried to stop them.
At this, everyone could clearly see who was telling the truth and who was lying.
