Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
How could it possibly be Yuexi’s fault?
It was always Jiang Xiulan who was being aggressive.
Outside—
The old woman had already led the crowd to the back of the family housing area.
She pointed to her own rented house across the street: “Look, it’s so close, how could the noise not be annoying?”
Yang Jinhua, on the second floor, had already received Dong Shuyao’s instruction to turn on the air conditioner.
“Hum—”
In just a moment, the noise of the air conditioner subsided, and within ten seconds, it was almost completely inaudible.
They were gathered downstairs and could only hear a faint sound; it was even more impossible for the old woman across the street to hear it.
“Are you saying the sound of my air conditioner is keeping you from sleeping?”
When someone spoke, that faint humming sound was barely even audible anymore.
How could it possibly reach across the street?
“This…”
The old woman had been backed into a corner with no excuses left and subconsciously looked toward the crowd again.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yuexi was not there, so there was no way to tell her what to do next.
But Dong Shuyao knew one thing about the old woman.
That was, even if she couldn't get what she wanted, she wouldn't let others have it easy.
“It’s truly an eye-opener. Some people are just jealous that I have an air conditioner, so they say they want to dismantle it. Who does she think she is?”
“I don’t believe for a second that some shameless old hag would dare to dismantle my things.”
“If she really dares to call someone to take it apart, I’d actually be impressed!”