My daughter keeps saying the water at school tastes strange.
Every time she comes home, there are always bubbles floating in her water bottle, and the smell is really pungent.
Worried that a classmate was playing a cruel prank on her, I bought her a fingerprint-lock water bottle.
The next day, Zhou Jiahao's father tagged me in the class group chat:
[Don't let me see that stupid fingerprint-lock water bottle again! If I see it one more time, I'll smash it!]
[My son has never liked drinking water. He only likes drinking from Chen Yurou's bottle. Now you've locked it so he can't drink from it. What are you trying to do, make him die of thirst?]
[If my son suffers because he's thirsty, your Chen Yurou can spend the rest of her life regretting it!]
What the hell? Even if your son died of thirst, it would have nothing to do with my daughter.
Suddenly, QQ on my phone, logged in under my daughter's account, chimed.
[Be a good girl, little bride... open the lid... let the good stuff go into your tummy...]
