Jiang Sheng and Jiang Tian, two middle-aged men, couldn't possibly stop Mei Mengzhen. When they came over, she swept her hand lightly and pushed them, making them stumble backward. But once the beating was interrupted, she lost interest in continuing—it just didn't feel right anymore.
But since Mei Mengzhen had already struck, naturally she wasn't going to let it go so easily. She grabbed Jiang Xiumei by the collar and demanded, "What did you just say? Repeat what you said just now."
By now, Jiang Xiumei's head was spinning from several slaps. Even her ears started ringing. She could see the movements of Mei Mengzhen's lips, but couldn't hear a word. When Mei Mengzhen repeated her question, Jiang Xiumei just laughed, "It's all your fault. If not for you—"
Mei Mengzhen was speechless. "Looks like you still haven't learned your lesson. Still blaming everything on someone else. I think we really need to have a heart-to-heart talk."
