The butcher was in a real bind, racking his brain for ways to apologize. He hadn't left a good impression on Mengyao; it was his own fault for having a loose tongue, always joking around.
Well, great, now he's offended his sister-in-law.
Just thinking about her angry face made him feel more despondent than a wilted eggplant.
"Why can't I control my mouth? Why do I always make such brainless jokes? Looks like I've really messed up this time." The butcher thought this, almost wanting to slap himself.
It seemed like Ye Fan wouldn't help him, judging by his gloating expression.
He turned to Fire Phoenix for help, saying, "Fire Phoenix, you have to help me this time. You need to change the bad impression I left on my sister-in-law. You're a woman; you must have a way. Plus, you're close with Mengyao, so you've got to help me out."
