Living room, Fu Mianmian sat on the carpet, sobbing uncontrollably, Zhan Mobai knelt in front of her, spreading his arms to protect her behind him.
In front of them, Zhan Youyou's eyes were vicious, and her words were even more outrageous.
"Fu Mianmian, you're not even your mother's child, she picked you up from prison, how could that wretch deserve to bear Ah Zhou's child?"
Almost as soon as her words fell, Chi Yue rushed over, grabbed her hair, and yanked her back, slapping her twisted face left and right.
Each slap with all her strength.
The living room was instantly filled with Zhan Youyou's screams.
She desperately tried to break free from Chi Yue, but Chi Yue held her hair tight, not letting go, and gradually, Zhan Youyou's screams bore traces of fear.
Meanwhile, Fu Rongyin had already pulled Fu Mianmian and Zhan Mobai aside, handing them to the arriving maid to take away, while he stayed behind, coldly watching Zhan Youyou being beaten unilaterally.
