Talking behind someone's back without an apology and wanting to leave? Hu Honglian wouldn't allow it.
The two young girls exchanged glances, almost in tears.
At that moment, Tian Xiang and Tian Chenhui arrived.
Tian Xiang: "Mom, she's from the textile factory, and these two are from the pharmaceutical factory. They're all from our district."
Hu Honglian didn't need to ask anyone else; Tian Xiang answered directly.
Normally, if people spoke ill of her privately and she didn't hear it, she'd let it go. But now she caught them red-handed, she couldn't just let it slide.
Hu Honglian, seeing her children arrive, pulled Tian Chenhui over and pointed at her son, who looked somewhat similar to Tian Xiang and was just as handsome, but less well-behaved, and said: "And this isn't the man my daughter is involved with; this is her own brother!"
Hu Honglian said the last sentence through gritted teeth.
