Su Qingyue shouted at the strong middle-aged man, "Enough, stop beating her!"
The strong middle-aged man, seeing that it was an absolutely beautiful girl stopping him, hesitated for a moment but still angrily said, "Girl, it's not that I hit people at random. Everyone saw it. It was this old beggar woman who collided with my flatbed cart, causing it to overturn. Who will compensate for the scattered soybeans?"
He grabbed the old woman's collar with one hand and fanned with the other, "The old beggar woman's stench is really unbearable!" He abruptly let go, throwing the beggar woman back onto the ground, covering his nose and saying, "Filthy beggar, pay up!"
The beggar woman was clearly out of her mind, looking only at Su Qingyue, disregarding her injured body, holding onto Su Qingyue's feet, "Yue'er, Mom finally found you!"
Su Qingyue's body trembled, "Auntie, you have mistaken me for someone else. I am not your daughter."
