Mrs. Lin let out a wail and lunged at him, clawing and scratching, "You dare hit my son? Do you still think you're the captain? Am I afraid of you? Your daughter stooped so low as to cheat on my son, and you think I can't scold her or hit her?"
"As the mother-in-law..."
"Pshaw... What mother-in-law? You're just a cheating woman who's put a green hat on her husband's head for decades. You have the nerve to say this about Xiao Min. At least Xiao Min was forced, was sold out by your son. As for you, you stooped so low as to cheat with your husband's uncle. How do you have the face to call yourself Xiao Min's mother-in-law?"
Li Yimin climbed up from the ground and cursed, "Pshaw, you shameless old hag! Compared to your talent for cheating, I stand no chance. After all, I haven't made Lin Baoshan raise three bastards."
These words were like a fire, igniting Mrs. Lin's fury. She rushed at Li Yimin, repeatedly slapping her until her relatively pretty face was swollen like a pig's head.
