What If I'm Angry?

However, Joseph's voice rang out from behind him once more. "Bobo, since you're not angry, why don't you come with me to the old house tonight? Grandma told us to go back for a meal." Hearing this, Lucille turned her head to look at Joseph. "What if I'm angry?" Was there no need to be angry? Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she bumped into Joseph's deep eyes. "Can I ask for an opportunity to apologize?" His deep, clear voice was like a feather that gently brushed across Lucille's heart, bringing with it a slight itch. Lucille lowered her eyes. No matter what, she had to give Madam Collins respect. "When are we leaving?" Joseph had a look at the time and replied, "Now." It was forty minutes past six, just right for dinner. Lucille nodded. "Please wait for me, Mr. Joseph. I'll get changed." "Okay." The corners of Joseph's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes. Five minutes later, Lucille walked out and got into Joseph's car. Culver, who was driving in the