Jin Xiaojun's mother paused her pecan-snacking and eyed the elegant-looking woman approaching her.
She summed up in four words: Young and beautiful.
"Are you Jin Xiaojun's mother?" Gu Qili was blunt, her tone cold and harsh, a stark contrast to her gentle and amiable face.
Mu Qinian blinked her large eyes, uncertain what Gu Qili was up to, and quickly followed behind her.
"Yes, that's me." Fu Mei'er arched her eyebrows. Her stocky build and triangle-shaped eyes gave her a fiercesome appearance. Just like her, Jin Xiaojun was a hefty boy.
Looking at Fu Mei'er, Mu Qinian shrank behind Gu Qili, recalling the term "tigress" often seen on TV.
"I am Mu Qinian's mother." Gu Qili's icy gaze fixed on the palpably unsettled Fu Mei'er, "Regarding the matter of your son injuring mine, I expect an explanation."
As soon as Fu Mei'er heard this, she scoffed, "You just want medical expenses, right? Tell me how much, the Jin Family can afford it."
