"I bullied her?" Zhong Juan got up from the ground, furious at the little boy's words. Her eyes were red as she pointed at Xu Nianhua and said, "Xu Nianhua, if it weren't for you, would my husband be locked up in there? It's all your fault, you've ruined my whole life, made my son grow up without a dad."
"Your husband did something wrong and got locked up. What does that have to do with me?" Xu Nianhua replied coldly. Remembering what happened before, she wondered, if she hadn't been prepared, what would've happened to her?
"It was you! If not for you, would he have gotten into trouble? You're nothing but a jinx, a troublemaker."
Zhong Juan's cursing was cut off. She stared blankly as Xu Nianhua approached, step by step. Retreating, she glanced at the crowd that had gathered and said, "There's so many people here, broad daylight—what do you think you're doing?"
