"You little wench, how dare you to come to my house now? You must not know how fierce I, Qin Guihua, can be!"
As she spoke, Qin Guihua rolled up her sleeves, stepped forward quickly, and pushed Mu Xiangxiang away.
Mu Xiangxiang was just talking to Sun Dali, caught off guard, she was pushed to the ground by Sun Dali's mother.
Her hand landed heavily on the muddy ground, leaving a blood bruise on Mu Xiangxiang's hand.
She raised her hand, looking at the scar on it, and began to cry softly.
Mu Xiangxiang was always childlike in nature, and when she cried, she was even more like a child.
Coupled with her already damaged voice, it was somewhat frightening.
But Sun Dali couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He squatted down and comforted Mu Xiangxiang softly.
"Don't cry, my mom didn't mean it! Your mom did such excessive things, and we didn't blame you at all..."
Sun Dali had never consoled anyone before, his words came purely from the heart.
