Yang Ruxin didn't bother with the woman at all. She had already confirmed that the woman was lying. She then turned to the little boy, "Is this really your mother?"
The little boy didn't expect Yang Ruxin to ask him. He looked up after a glance and then lowered his head, but soon he looked up at Yang Ruxin again and shouted loudly, "She is my mother."
A triumphant expression appeared on the woman's face at once.
"Are you sure the bruises on his body were made by my pinching?" As soon as Yang Ruxin saw the little boy's expression, she became even more certain of her previous conjecture and immediately looked up at the woman.
"If not you, who else?" The woman put her hands on her hips, "Wasn't it you grabbing onto my son just now? So many people saw it. I don't care, pay up, or else I'll report it to the authorities..."
"That's right, the child just bumped into you, and you abused him. How could you be so heartless?" The man with a sharp chin and monkey cheeks hurriedly chimed in.