No sooner had she finished speaking than a basin of greasy water was splashed all over Jiang Ersao's face.

The water used to wash the meatballs and meat was oily and fishy, ​​causing the people around to take a few steps back.

Jiang Ersao choked a few times, feeling a foul stench all over her body, and looked at the culprit—

Jiang Ersao felt an urge to grab a stick and beat Gu An'an for the person who had wronged her.

But where would she get the tools to use?

"If you keep spouting nonsense in front of my shop, I'll report you to the authorities and send you to jail." Gu An'an said coldly, "If you don't believe me, feel free to try."

Jiang Ersao naturally didn't believe it, "You shameless hussy, how dare you splash me!"

As she spoke, she lunged at Gu An'an with her claws outstretched, but she didn't even touch a single sleeve of Gu An'an's. Jiang Ersao tripped and fell to the ground with a thud.

It was bad enough that my face made intimate contact with the ground, but the real problem was the excruciating pain in my gums.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingxu, who had secretly pulled his foot back, sighed, "Mom always says that I'm a clumsy child who's prone to falling, but how come an adult can fall flat on their face? I'm really too careless. Oh, what happened to your face? I hope you don't get it all messed up, or it won't look good."

The little boy looked so innocent that, despite the large crowd, few noticed that he had deliberately tripped Jiang Ersao.

Just as Jiang Mingxu was about to make his exit, he suddenly saw a familiar face and couldn't help but call out, "Oh, Auntie, what brings you here? Did you come to watch the fun?"

Jiang's sister-in-law was caught off guard by the call and hurriedly turned to leave.

However, Old Mrs. Jiang was even quicker, catching up in a few steps and grabbing the woman's arm tightly. "She's lying, isn't she? How could the third son divorce her?"

If Gu An'an is divorced, how can she possibly get her hands on the shop and the money?

Jiang's arm ached from being gripped so tightly, and her smile was forced. Looking at her anxious mother-in-law, she felt a surge of hatred. If it weren't for this old woman tormenting her back then...

How did she end up in such a state?

"What are you saying, Mother? How could the third son possibly divorce his wife?"

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Jiang smiled slightly. She knew it; she knew it was that little hussy Gu An'an lying.

"My uncle has always been considerate; he only wrote a divorce agreement with Madam Gu."

Sister-in-law Jiang added insult to injury with a smile.