Chapter 187 Tricking the Old Man_1

In the Zhou family's living room.

The husband and wife, covered in grime, stood in front of the living room's sofa, one looking aggrieved, the other appearing cold. However, if one observed carefully, they would notice his ears were flushed red.

Zhou Rao's inner world at this moment was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. There was even an impulse to run away directly, but his wife had grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, preventing him from acting on his thoughts.

Does his wife think he's a fool?

While sweeping, how could one possibly end up like this, faces and heads smeared with soot, hair disheveled? Anyone would think they had been doing unspeakable things in the garden bushes.

Just thinking about it made him wish he could find a piece of cloth to cover himself up.