Chen Shulan's face was swollen, and she'd bitten the inside of her mouth. Gu Jiaojiao had even ripped out a small clump of her hair. With her face smeared with tears and mud, she looked absolutely wretched.
To make matters worse, no one around paid her any mind. After crying on the ground for a bit, Chen Shulan picked herself up and scurried away in disgrace.
After the vicious beating from Gu Jiaojiao, Chen Shulan was filled with both hatred and fear.
Meanwhile, Sun Yeshu pulled Auntie Sun aside and violently shook off her mother's arm.
"Mom, what was that all about? Why on earth would you claim Second Brother was beaten to death by Leng Yuan? Do you have any idea how humiliating that was?"
For Sun Yeshu, who had been admired since childhood, watching her mother wail on the ground and accuse Leng Yuan of murder while onlookers pointed and gossiped was the most humiliating moment of her life.
Auntie Sun felt wronged herself.
