Wang Qiao'er's smile stiffened. "Village Chief, you can't be this unreasonable. I'm an official concubine of the Ba Family now, so Fugui is naturally Ba Deshun's son."
"When we're talking business, we shouldn't drag the child into it. Let's keep things separate, wouldn't you say?"
Village Chief Deng grew angry and slammed his hand on the table. "How dare you! What kind of mother are you? Back then, you took advantage of the Deng Family's lack of power and influence, ran off with your son, and made him acknowledge another man as his father."
"If you don't agree today, then you can forget about ever coming back to Xiangyun Village. I'm telling you, as long as I'm alive, none of you will lay a finger on this village!"
Wang Qiao'er grew agitated and stood up. "Old Master, you..."
"Out! Get out!" Village Chief Deng refused to listen and started to drive Wang Qiao'er out the door.
Just as Shen Ningning arrived outside Village Chief Deng's home, she saw the two of them arguing.
