More and more people came to watch, looking at Mu Yan with scrutinizing eyes, and some even started whispering.
"Isn't that Mu Yan?"
"Is the person on the ground her mom?"
"Abandoning her mom, can she really do such a thing? Isn't she afraid of getting struck by lightning?"
...
Mu Yan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at Zheng Shufen, who was rolling on the ground in a sorry state, feeling an extreme sense of disgust.
She said coldly, "Do you dare claim to be my mother?"
Zheng Shufen looked at her with a pleading expression, "Yanyan, please help Brother Shi Jun. It's my fault. You can ask me to do anything."
Mu Yan almost laughed out of anger; the more she explained, the worse it got.
She shouted, "I'm asking you, are you my mom?"
"I'm not." Zheng Shufen looked at her timidly.
