Seeing even her own family member, Zhang Jianjun, refused to help her, the middle-aged woman was fuming.
She slapped Zhang Chaoyu across the face, demanding, "You unfilial son, what in the world have you done that's so outrageous? You've nearly gotten your own mother killed!"
A bright red handprint immediately appeared on Zhang Chaoyu's face, yet he didn't dare show a hint of anger.
He turned his head towards Xu Ling on the side and raised his hand to deliver a slap straight to her face.
"It's all damn your fault, you stupid bitch. Who did you have to mess with, of all people? So this is the 'loser' you were talking about? You've gotten my mom's life in danger!"
"Get lost right now, and don't let me ever see you again!"
Xu Ling pouted, looking wronged. Though she was hit, she didn't dare get angry and just leaned delicately against Zhang Chaoyu, asking with grievance, "Dear, don't you love me anymore?"