"Mom, are you okay?" Prince Huang quickly ran to Su Xiaomeng's side and asked.
"I'm okay. I scared you, didn't I..."
Su Xiaomeng patted Prince Huang on the head and smiled, "I'm sorry, baby..."
Huang Huang pursed his lips, his small face looking quite upset. His expression was so similar to Yin Shixiu's that even if Prince Huang didn't say anything, Su Xiaomeng could tell he was a little angry...
"Let me tell you, if you didn't hit my mom, you should go home and burn incense and worship Buddha!! Otherwise, you'll face a terrible fate!"
Prince Huang stood up, glaring fiercely at the man standing by the car, angrily saying words that clearly didn't sound like they came from a seven-year-old child.
The man laughed disdainfully after listening to Prince Huang's words,
"Is this also your son?"
Su Xiaomeng stood up and pulled Xiao Xiaoang up, "Are you hurt anywhere..."
