Pitiful

Zhao Chuchu was dumbfounded.

She looked at Xie Heng. "How come your words do so much damage? Why did she run so fast?"

Xie Heng said indifferently, "Probably because she's a coward. Don't worry. They won't dare to come looking for trouble again."

"Are you sure?" Zhao Chuchu felt that the Kong family did not seem like they would give up easily. "Speaking of which, this grandfather's family of yours is peculiar. Your mother is not at all the same as them."

In the original owner of the body's memory, Xie Heng's mother was a very gentle person.

Compared to the people of the Kong family, she was like a star in the night sky.

"My mother's real mother died while giving birth to her, and my grandmother is my mother's aunt. The Kong family is intellectual and quite rich," Xie Heng explained.

Zhao Chuchu was rendered speechless.

She wanted to criticize the Kong family but didn't know where to start.