"Rouying, what are you doing? Alas!"

Mrs. Hua looked at the boy in front of her viciously. The handsome boy merged into the image of a man she had in mind.

Beautiful and alluring, wherever he appears, people will come together for him.

"Hua Jian, I've raised you for so many years in vain! You go to the bar and do those shady jobs selling alcohol, and let men open the bottles for you. How could you be so cheap?"

"Auntie Hua, you're going too far. Xiao Jian is doing a serious job!"

Xie Zhitan's face looked grim. He stepped forward and pulled Hua Jian aside.

Mrs. Hua's slap just now was merciless.

At this moment, there was a clear red palm print on Hua Jian's fair face.

"Are you okay?" He frowned and stared at Hua Jian, feeling more and more dissatisfied with Mrs. Hua.

As a mother, she is extremely harsh towards her own children.

Hua Jian had been silent and cautious for so many years, and finally became lively, but Madam Hua used the same trick again.

"I'm fine, second brother," Hua Jian half-closed his eyes, "Third brother was having dinner with Shu Yao when he was met by Cui Zhao. Cui Zhao is Cui Chengming's godson and has some underworld influence."

"I happened to be eating next door when they started fighting, so I called the police and an ambulance."

He looked at Xie Zhiwei and said, "Brother, be careful. Cui Zhao is vindictive and has mixed relationships."

"Your hand..."

"It's okay," Hua Jian said nonchalantly. "The police station is still waiting for me to give my statement, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he said goodbye to Xie's father and strode away.

As for Mrs. Hua, she never received a single glance from her son from beginning to end.

She slumped down on the stool with a gloomy look on her face.