"Xu Ai, you're just in time. I didn't hit your son, your son didn't watch where he was going and bumped into me. Look at my skirt, tell me how you're going to compensate." Yuan Liya arrogantly lifted her chin, as if having Liu Zheng meant nothing.
Xu Ai, "Miss Yuan, I apologize if my son really bumped into you, but if you bumped into him, expect a lawyer's letter. I'll check the mall's surveillance footage, and the truth will be clear."
"You..." Yuan Liya strutted off on her high heels amidst the pointing and photographing crowd.
Xu Xiaoshu's cries came to an abrupt halt. He wiped his cheeks, "Mom, let's teach her a lesson."
"Xu Xiaoshu!" Xu Ai's gaze turned sharp.
"You taught me to respect the old and the young, okay, no problem. You taught me to respect women, okay, no problem, but we need to see if they deserve it. She really bumped into me."
Xu Ai sighed, ruffling his hair. Xu Xiaoshu bristled, "Mom, don't you believe me?"
