Then came the wailing of the Faang Family: "Wang Zongrui, Xuan'er is also my daughter. If you keep hitting her like this, someone will die. You, you bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Stay to the side! As the saying goes, a loving mother often spoils the child. If it weren't for you and those doting relatives of the Faang Family, would Wang Yingxuan have turned out like this?" Wang Zongrui's stern and angry voice echoed through the sky.
"Wang Zongrui, how dare you be so harsh with me... I'm going back to my parents' home; I'll take Yingxuan and leave right now. Give me a divorce letter if you have the guts."
"You want a divorce letter, right? Fine, I'll write it for you now."
