Fang Peiqing saw that neither her husband nor son spoke in her favor, and her anger only grew!
"Are both of you brainwashed by the second son? Do you want to drive me crazy?" Fang Peiqing shouted in anger, "He Zhanting, I know, in your heart, you still have feelings for that little vixen, even after all these years, you haven't forgotten her! And you, Jinxing, don't think I don't know what you're thinking about Xia Zhi. Your elder brother told me, I didn't believe it at first, but now I see, are you not competing with the second son because of Xia Zhi?"
"Mom! What nonsense are you talking about?" Jinxing erupted in anger, "You believe whatever Jinhong says, but you don't trust your own son!"
"Screech—" The car made an emergency stop on the roadside, and Jinxing said to He Zhanting, "Dad, you drive Mom home." After saying that, he got out of the car and left.
Fang Peiqing lowered the car window and shouted angrily: "Where are you going? Come back here!"