Outside the wedding banquet, the little boy and his two bodyguards were surrounded by the Lu family's guards, ready to take action at any moment.
His two bodyguards frowned slightly, but the little boy's face showed no sign of worry. Calmly, he turned around to look.
A fifty-something woman, dressed in luxurious attire, was seen walking from afar to Lu Zhou and Yu Yue's side, staring coldly at him.
Clearly, she was the one who had just spoken.
"Auntie, you have to bring me justice, I've been beaten like this, how can I hold the wedding later?" Yu Yue cried plaintively to the woman.
This woman was called Tang Qiaohua, Lu Zhou's mother.
Tang Qiaohua glanced at Yu Yue, showing a hint of dissatisfaction. She had already learned about what had just happened.
She had always thought that, while Yu Yue couldn't be described as virtuous, she should at least be a woman who wouldn't hold them back.
But the way she handled this matter, her actions and behaviors, appeared quite vulgar!
