"You shameless creature, I told you to kneel, did you hear me!" The voice wasn't from anyone else; it was exactly Duanmu Jing's mother!
Wang Dadong was taken aback. Earlier, while observing from the shadows, Duanmu Jing's mother seemed amiable and approachable, extremely gentle to Duanmu Jing. He never expected her to be so fierce when yelling at someone.
It was like she was a completely different person.
Wang Dadong walked back and peered through the broken glass window. He saw Duanmu Jing already kneeling in front of the woman in the wheelchair, her small body trembling, her face somewhat pale.
Duanmu Jing's mother was holding something in her hand.
Those weren't anything else but the brand-name clothes that Duanmu Jing had changed out of and put into her backpack.
