Jin Feng also glared at his cousin with clear hostility. He was extremely angry with her.
"Xu Guilan, my mother has been so good to you, yet you actually brought your mother-in-law and your husband to beat her up—your own aunt! Are you even human?"
"I...," Xu Guilan’s face turned deathly pale; she hadn’t come to fight.
But how had things turned out like this?
"From now on, don’t you ever come to our house again, and don’t you dare bother my mother," Jin Feng said as he looked at her disheartened face, growing angrier by the second.
How good was his mother? Every time Xu Guilan had a problem, his mother would help her out.
Just now...she had just watched her mother-in-law and her husband come to beat up his mother.
"Pah, come to her? If we kept in touch with you, our family would be left with nothing... Today, you better make things clear... Oh right, where’s that con artist? Where is she? What, has she gone into hiding like a turtle? She spouts nonsense, claiming I drugged my daughter-in-law. What about it, do you have evidence or what?"
The onlooking neighbors: ...
They were extremely shocked.
Having listened for quite some time, they gradually pieced the story together... But how could Aunt Jin be such a person?
They didn’t believe it.
"Could this be a misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding my ass, she conspired with a con artist to scam my daughter-in-law. The most despicable thing is this con artist dared to say I, as a mother-in-law, drugged my daughter-in-law. Now tell me, which mother-in-law doesn’t want to hold a grandchild? If I didn’t, then why would I even want a daughter-in-law?"
The crowd of neighbors: ...
That did seem to make a lot of sense.
After all, they couldn’t imagine a mother-in-law who wouldn’t want her daughter-in-law to have children. It seemed quite impossible when they thought about it.
Old Lady Zhao got even more worked up and shouted loudly: "Bring that con artist out! If she doesn’t produce evidence, I’m definitely going to take her to the police station today..."
In the midst of the tense situation, Madam Rong was fuming. Just as she was about to step forward, a cool yet somewhat indolent voice rang out, "Looking for evidence, huh? I have it. And don’t bother; I’ve already had someone report to the police station. Don’t rush, the police will be here shortly!"
The crowd automatically parted, and Rong Yan walked out slowly.
Everyone was stunned.
Wait a minute, what was Rong Yan doing here?
Old Lady Zhao glared at the woman who had come out, "Who are you?"
Rong Yan raised an eyebrow, "Me? I’m the ’con artist’ you’re talking about! You want evidence, right? Then let’s wait for the police to examine who they’ll arrest, you or me. No need to panic."
Old Lady Zhao was seriously offended by her words, and of course, she was also feeling very nervous.
To keep herself from revealing her panic, she immediately raised her voice even louder in anger, "Fine! So it’s you, the con artist smearing me, trying to swindle money from our family..."
As she spoke, she tried to charge forward and scratch the alluring face of the despicable girl.
Madam Rong watched this old woman charging at her daughter, and her expression completely changed; without hesitation, she positioned herself in front of her daughter.
But Rong Yan was quick to react; she wouldn’t let this woman start a fight with her mother.
She promptly pulled her mother to the side, and because the woman lost her target and was carried by too much momentum, she fell straight to the ground.
Whether it was bad luck or something else, she happened to hit a small rock, not only busting her lip and bleeding but also breaking one of her front teeth.
When she lifted her head, her mouth was bloody, looking pitiful and frightening.
Rong Yan straightforwardly said, "You all saw that, right? We didn’t lay a finger on her; her plight has nothing to do with us."
Madam Rong saw the woman looking like this and struggled to control the expression on her face... It was rather intolerable to look at directly.
However, inside, she truly felt elated.
He had a cold expression, his stance clearly said: if you dare come closer, you’ll regret it.
Zhao Daquan was a dutiful son; seeing his mother in this state, he was naturally angry, so upon hearing his mother’s words, he did not hesitate to start moving towards Rong Yan.
To a blindly obedient man... not hitting women simply didn’t figure in his eyes.
He didn’t even consider the frail Rong Wenming a threat.
Rong Yan’s lips curled into a cold smirk, "Dad, Mom, step aside... don’t get in the way of my performance..."
Rong Wenming, who was prepared to block: ...
Madam Rong: ...
What performance? Can your frail body even block a single punch from him?
At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that half a year ago, her daughter had faced off against Rong Wenze and his entire family alone.
Qin Yu also rushed out, placing himself at the forefront of the three, "Who dares to hit my sister-in-law will have to step over my dead body first."
Rong Family: ...
Moved, yes.
But, kid, don’t come out and make a mess.
Zhao Daquan’s face darkened, "Hmph, even if God himself came down today, it would be useless; I am going to knock out a tooth from this woman."
Rong Yan looked at the tight defense her family formed in front of her and was speechless.
She directly pulled the three people blocking her away,
and then a spin kick... Before her clothes could even be touched by Zhao Daquan, he was sent flying with the kick.

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