She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Only after Cao Daqiang had walked off without a backward glance did she finally snap out of it.
She dropped to the ground with a THUD, hugging her child tightly.
The couple may have walked away, but the surrounding neighbors remained, exchanging glances with one another.
At this point, it no longer mattered who was right or wrong in this whole fiasco.
What mattered was that their hearts had grown cold. A home was falling apart.
A few of the leaders watched the scene from a distance. After a long silence, they shook their heads.
The two leaders who had previously championed Cao Daqiang now looked livid.
'How could such a petty, intolerant man be fit for the position of deputy battalion commander?'
Yang Dapeng, by contrast, was a much better fit.
He might have a weaker educational background, but he was willing to learn, listened to advice, and never threw his weight around.
