The Cheng family has been totally quiet, usually, Yang Yue Mei is a person that no one on this street dares to mess with. Everyone thinks it's better to mind their own business and not bother with her.
But it's true that the aggressive ones fear those who are not afraid of death. Jiang Xinyu's actions left a deep impression on everyone.
Jiang Xinyu felt that this was enough, so she went home with the knife, not caring about the people around her watching the commotion.
Back home, she continued her usual routine, boiling water and cooking.
The people gathered on the street didn't go inside but huddled in small groups whispering.
"Do you know what background this little girl has?"
One raised their head, "I know, she's the office director at the textile factory."
"Wow! Such a young leader?"
"Indeed, she's quite capable. The grains we're buying now were brought back from Russia by her and a few others. Without skills or guts, how could they have managed it?"
