"Who told you to lay a hand on him?"
A voice, emotionless and seemingly indifferent, slowly echoed through the corridor, making everyone's heart tremble involuntarily. They took a step back uncontrollably.
Old Mrs. Bi looked at the expressionless young man in front of her, remembering how this same young man had sent Bi Wu, who had hit Bi Yuan, straight to the hospital.
Her voice was trembling slightly, but Old Mrs. Bi, having wielded power in the Bi Family for so long, thought that Bi Xia wouldn't dare to hit an old woman like her, especially with so many people around. If he really did, she would just lie down, as bullying and hitting an elder would be condemned.
So Old Mrs. Bi stiffened her neck, "Bi Xia, let go of me! I'm your grandmother, is this how you treat your grandmother?!"
Listening to Old Mrs. Bi's words, Bi Xia said calmly, "And is this how a grandmother should treat her grandson?!"
"I'm his grandmother, what's wrong with educating my own grandson!"
