Ye Qingqing said that she was taking Xiao Jie home when she met Lin Baiwei, who was rushing over. Lin Baiwei had also come after receiving a call from the kindergarten teacher.

Little Jie, looking wronged, rushed over to his mother as soon as he saw her tears and burst into sobs. He recounted what had happened in fits and starts. When Lin Baiwei saw that her son's Disney watch was gone and there were bruises and scrapes on his wrist, her face immediately darkened. She decided to go to the school to demand an explanation.

She didn't care about the watch; it wasn't expensive. Her company headquarters was in the US, and she frequently went there for meetings—more often than she went to the supermarket near her apartment complex. Buying a watch would have been too convenient.

But she felt sorry for her son. Xiao Jie had been a bit sensitive lately. Although he had become more sensible, he wasn't as lively as before. Fortunately, the new nanny often took Xiao Jie out to play, and he also had piglets and other children to play with. Xiao Jie was slowly recovering.

But unexpectedly, that damned child stabbed his son in the heart again, and Lin Baiwei felt like stabbing that child to death.

"Don't be angry. That child is just immature and not a bad person at heart. It's just a pity that he has a cousin who is a born bad boy and a muddle-headed grandmother who starts trouble..."

Ye Qingqing explained in more detail, and Lin Baiwei understood immediately. She squatted down, facing the little pig, and shook hands with him like an adult, saying, "Thank you for protecting Brother Xiao Jie. Auntie is very grateful to you!"

The little pig was a bit embarrassed, quickly shook hands, and then withdrew his hand again, saying, "No need to thank me, I was just helping out when I saw injustice."

Ye Qingqing's lips twitched. She didn't know where she learned these words. Lin Baiwei couldn't help but laugh out loud. Looking at the sturdy little pig and her own skinny son, Lin Baiwei sighed with emotion. If only Xiao Jie were half as strong as the little pig.

"I just said I'm going to sue. If the child's parents don't come to me within three days, I'll have my lawyer file a lawsuit," Ye Qingqing said.

"We must sue. I'll contact a lawyer. This is outrageous!" Lin Baiwei strongly agreed. Her son couldn't be bullied like this. She didn't care about the money; an apology was the only thing that mattered.

Ye Qingqing was very satisfied with Lin Baiwei's attitude. To make friends, one must have similar values ​​and temperaments, and be able to think alike in doing things. Only then can one feel comfortable getting along.

“You don’t need to contact the lawyer. Guo Shengjie and my husband have a good relationship. Just have Guo Shengjie come forward. But this lawsuit probably won’t go to court. I’m just using Guo Shengjie’s name to scare them. I guess the child’s parents are reasonable and will come knocking on our door in the next day or two,” Ye Qingqing analyzed.

Since they live in the same neighborhood, she didn't really want things to get too tense, but she also had to consider the attitude of the chubby boy's parents. If they were as unreasonable as the old lady, then she shouldn't be rude to her.

Lin Baiwei naturally had no objections; Ye Qingqing had made the arrangements perfectly.

Lu Mo returned home that evening. At the dinner table, Ye Qingqing told her about the pigs fighting. When Lin Shufang heard that the old lady had actually called her grandson a little beast, her face immediately darkened, and she threw down her chopsticks, ready to go and settle the score.

"Isn't her grandson chubby? His cheeks are all sagging?"

Lin Shufang goes to the park to dance every day and is very familiar with the old ladies in the neighborhood. Almost all the residents know that the little fat boy is the fattest child in the neighborhood, so she has naturally seen him.

Ye Qingqing grabbed her, "Don't rush, my little pig didn't suffer any loss either. I said I was going to sue, which scared that old lady quite a bit. I guess the child's parents will come looking for us, and we'll discuss it then."

Lin Shufang was still somewhat reluctant. Little Pig was her precious darling, even more so than Lu Mo was when he was a child. She couldn't bear to see her grandson suffer any grievances. However, she knew that Ye Qingqing was right. It was indeed not good for neighbors in the same community to have such a tense relationship.