Old Mrs. Jia stood firm, straightened her back, and directly shielded her daughter-in-law behind her.
"Don't worry, your mom is no pushover. I won't let these bastards bully you."
Mrs. Zhang cried out in pain, and seeing it was just a little old lady opposite her, she instantly protested.
"Where did this shrew come from? My waist, my leg, my hip bone... I need to go to the hospital, and you have to pay for it."
Old Mrs. Jia rolled up her sleeves, "Pay you, my foot! Do you think I don't know what you people are up to? Blocking my daughter-in-law in broad daylight? I should say that you frightened my daughter-in-law and my unborn precious grandchild."
Zhang Wenbin squinted slightly at the old lady opposite, realizing who she likely was.
He straightened his back, "Old lady, this is between Juanzi and me. No matter what, I'm still Ningning's father, and Juanzi was my wife for many years. I just have a few things to say to her. You didn't have to hit me."
