Ignoring her beatings and scoldings, Zhang Aiguo held her tightly and shouted, "Are you hurt? Is our baby alright?"

I'll take you to see a doctor..."

"Get out of here! I don't want to see a doctor. Let me go!"

"Qiaoyan, stop making a scene, okay? Our child is the priority!"

...

Everyone stared at the two people embracing.

Everything is self-evident.

A look of pity and compassion fell upon Lin Jingyu.

This girl is so unlucky.

How did I end up being targeted by someone like that?

I can't even have a peaceful life.

No wonder she made such a big fuss.

"Zhang Tieguang, Wang Xuehua, do you two have anything else to say?"

The village chief's face grew increasingly grim. "You keep causing trouble like this. Do you think your lives are too easy?"

Especially you, Wang Xuehua, you've lost your mind. You cause trouble every few days, making sure none of us have a moment of peace.

"What good will it do your family to ruin the reputation of our Shuibu Village? If you don't want to live in Shuibu Village, then get the hell out of here. Our village doesn't need troublemakers like you."

"Village chief, about this matter..."

Zhang Tieguang's expression shifted between light and dark, and his tone softened, "We really didn't know. That brat Aiguo didn't explain it to us clearly. It's all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

The village chief, enraged by his words, laughed in fury. "Zhang Tieguang, who are you trying to fool with this nonsense? You think you can just dismiss it as a misunderstanding?"

"So, what does the village chief want?"

Zhang Tieguang adopted a "dead pig doesn't fear boiling water" attitude, saying, "My house was smashed, didn't it? Do you expect us to pay with our lives just because of a few words?"