Hearing Han Siyu say this, Han Yaxin suddenly remembered that she was pregnant, and her heart immediately panicked.
Zhang Min's hair was still being tightly clutched by Han Siyu, forcing her to lean backward: "I am your father's wife, your elder, and you dare to speak to me disrespectfully? Didn't your dead mother teach you to respect your elders?"
The thing Han Xi and Han Siyu hated most in their lives was hearing their mother spoken about by this woman.
Han Xi walked over and slapped Zhang Min across the face: "Just try saying one more word about my mother."
Zhang Min's face burned with pain; she wanted to hit back, but her hair was still being pulled by Han Siyu, making it impossible for her to move. Any slight motion caused her scalp to sting with pain.
Han Yaxin, who had been standing by in a daze, suddenly came back to her senses and started crying loudly: "Let go of my mom, or I'll call the police."
