The team leader had taken the man away, and when Huang Cuihua, his wife, found out, she was absolutely furious.
She blamed her husband for meddling too much.
For someone with such a tiny authority, he sure dealt with a lot of matters.
He knew that Qin Ye's wife was not to be messed with, yet he purposely approached her, acting as though he was capable.
When Mrs. Xu asked the team leader again, "Is it possible to borrow some clothes?"
Looking at the team leader's indifferent expression, she said harshly, "I have ten yuan, to buy a warmer cotton garment..."
Ten yuan finally made the team leader's eyes and brows twitch.
That was not a small amount.
"Wait a moment, I'll go and ask."
"That would be much appreciated..." Mrs. Xu was truly too cold to bear.
It's said that poor and harsh environments produce cunning people—just look! They wouldn't even lend some clothes.
The team leader went out, and just then, his wife, with a face full of anger, came looking for him.
