But alas, the word "relatives" is right there, what can she do about it?
Ou Yinghan's aunt looked pale with pain. She crawled up from the ground and shouted, "Yinghan, how can you do this? I'm your aunt, and after being beaten up like this, you just let it go. You've heard Tingting's words, there are witnesses. It was her son who pushed Bowen, and this woman stomped and broke my fingers. You can't just side with outsiders."
Ming Mei sat down with Xizeer while pulling a chair closer: "What evidence? Does this count as evidence? Just use a polygraph, and you'll know if he's lying or not. I'm putting this out there today: whoever dares to bully my son, I'll be the first to object. As long as I'm here, no one can lay a finger on him, or else... I won't just break your fingers; I'll take your life."
Ming Mei was like a mother eagle protecting her child, spreading her wings, filled with murderous intent. Anyone who dared to touch her son, she'd fight to the death.
