Upon hearing this, the lady's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance, but that slight annoyance was quickly consumed by the anger rising in her chest. She sneered and said, "Oh, social standing! My son was beaten like that, and you still want me to consider social standing? Why don't you first ask this noble young lady of yours what exactly she did!
I am Mrs. Shen, but I am also a mother. My son, ever since he was little, I couldn't bear to touch him, and now he's been beaten like this outside..."
Yan Zihua was about to speak, but Xia Yuxun raised her hand to stop him, "I have a son myself, and I understand Mrs. Shen's feelings. If my son were beaten like this, I'd probably kill the person and whip the corpse afterward."
