A cold and harsh voice echoed, and before Wu Lihong could fully turn his head, he was forcefully pulled and thrown, crashing into the edge of the table.
Wufu flung the person aside with one hand and quickly supported Madam Zhou with the other, examining her: "Are you alright?"
Madam Zhou shook her head, her hand caressing her abdomen, soothing the child within, then looked at Wu Lihong who was tossed to the ground, and sighed inwardly.
Wu Lihong's forehead hit the table edge, causing him to grit his teeth in pain, pointing at Wufu in fury: "You, you wretched girl, are you attempting patricide?"
"I said, while I'm speaking nicely, it's best for you to be sensible. It seems my words went in one ear and out the other!" Wufu turned around, walked to him, looking down imperiously, her gaze intimidating.
"What do you want? I'm telling you, patricide will be punished by heaven!" Wu Lihong swallowed hard, his voice trying to be stern but faltering.
