Tong Mo's gaze turned cold as she stared at her, but she didn't pay attention to her. Instead, she looked directly at Chenchen.
"Chenchen, what's the reason you hit someone?"
"Just some small matters." Chenchen fiddled, not wanting to reveal the real reason.
"What small matters?" Tong Mo pressed further.
Chongchong straightly disclosed the truth of the matter, "Aunt Tong, here's what happened: Zichuan wanted to kiss me, but my husband wouldn't let him, so he pushed him down. After Zichuan got up, he felt angry and wanted to fight with Chenchen husband, but Chenchen husband said he didn't want to fight him. Yet, he still was persistent and even said if Chenchen husband didn't fight him, then I'll be his wife in the future..."
Despite Chongchong's young age, she spoke very logically.
After hearing it, Tong Mo couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Isn't this a typical case of "raging for the damsel's honor"?
"Kid, you're pretty good." Tong Mo smiled, patting his shoulder.
