Master Shen originally intended to hide in the crowd and watch the fight unfold, with no intention of stepping forward at all.

Lin Jiaorui, who was pregnant, hid behind Master Shen and only called out softly.

"Sister Tingting, should we leave? If she really complains to Master Jiu, we'll all be in trouble."

Shen Tingting was initially a little scared, but upon hearing Lin Jiaorui's words, she was immediately provoked and spoke up angrily.

“This is my uncle’s business. He always doted on me, so he definitely wouldn’t say anything about it.”

"Besides, it was their fault to begin with. They stayed here and refused to leave, yet they still had the nerve to complain. They don't even know how thick-skinned they are."

Her words were full of disdain.

Lin Qingtong was not angry; she simply spoke calmly.

"Then come in. Let's go inside and talk things out. I want to see how many people dare to risk offending Tinghe by stepping into this place."

Her sharp, cold gaze swept over the crowd, and her heart sank.

These people probably planned to take advantage of my absence and thought my mother was easy to bully, which is why they suddenly came to attack.

Once they occupy Wutong Manor, it won't matter how far I and my mother go.

After all, Shen Tinghe is not here now, and these are all his relatives who are related to him by blood.

Lin Qingtong raised a mocking smile as she quietly gazed at Shen Tingting before her.

Shen Tingting stepped through the iron gate of the manor and stood directly opposite Lin Qingtong, speaking triumphantly.

"I'm in, what can you do to me?"

The next instant, a cell phone rang, startling Shen Tingting.

She glanced at the caller ID again, and her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

Because the caller was none other than Shen Tinghe!