The little boy's family also rushed over.
The woman was still arguing: "Haor didn't do it on purpose. Why does Jingyan need to be so furious?"
Sun Jingan said, "She needs a 400cc transfusion, and you speak of it so lightly."
He said, "When Jingyan comes to settle the score with you, don't come crying to our house."
The woman didn't take it seriously.
She smiled faintly, "Children will brawl and scrap, Jingyan wouldn't be that petty! By the way, I heard that woman also came over. What's with her? Is she really determined to be the stepmother?"
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Bao Jingyan.
He was leaning in the corridor.
Slowly lighting a cigarette.
The woman approached him, feigning concern as she asked, "Is Jiaoren alright? I..."
Bao Jingyan's tone was indifferent.
He said, "Who do you think you are? Worthy enough to point fingers at them?"
Not even his maternal grandmother or uncle had spoken to her so harshly.
