A petite and nimble figure rushed in front of Zhu Zi, getting ahead of him, and unleashed her fury on the mother and son.

"A woman with no manners like you doesn't deserve to have children. Human nature is inherently good, but you've already corrupted this child. In the future, he will either harm society or you and your husband!"

The girl's Mandarin was fairly standard, although she had a slight Cantonese accent, which would be considered broadcaster level in Hong Kong.

This girl is Meng Huishan's "muscle Barbie" cousin, named Ruan Yingzi.

She had a huge fight with her family and was planning to come inland to visit her cousin and check out some schools.

Ruan Yingzi felt that she was not suited to Hong Kong and that the two cultures clashed, so it would be more appropriate for her to return to the mainland.

It's better to keep her at home so she won't be driven to death by her parents and end up being accused of being unfilial.

In order to enjoy the scenery along the way, Ruan Yingzi gave up flying and chose to take the train, but she did not expect that it would take dozens of hours, and her back was almost broken from the bumpy ride.

Ruan Yingzi, who was filled with regret, never expected to meet a man who would capture her heart as soon as she got off the train. All her resentment vanished instantly, and she was glad that she had made a wise choice.

As soon as she got closer, she saw the mother and son criticizing Tian Tian's appearance, and Ruan Yingzi, bursting with a sense of justice, immediately flew into a rage.

Even if Tian Tian's brother wasn't Zhu Zi, but just an ordinary child, Ruan Yingzi would still jump out to defend him.

Her favorite thing to do in her life was to stand up for what was right and draw her sword to slay demons and monsters!

After scolding the ill-mannered mother and son, Ruan Yingzi turned her head and smiled at Tian Tian. Her smile was sweet and lovely, more like a doll than a Barbie doll.

"I think you're the prettiest, don't listen to their nonsense!"

Sweetie grinned. Actually, she didn't care at all what the mother and son were saying. She had heard it so many times since she was a child that she was already used to it.

"Your sister is so pretty too!"

Sweetie's heartfelt praise: This older sister is not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted.

Ruan Yingzi chuckled, glanced at the aloof Zhu Zi, and a suspicious blush appeared on her face, a rare moment of shyness.

The more I look at her, the more she resembles her idol!

And she's taller than her idol, and she seems even prettier than her idol!

Ruan Yingzi's girlish heart pounded; she knew very well that her spring had arrived!

It's right in front of me.

We must hold on tight!

Out of consideration for Ruan Yingzi standing up for her sister, Zhu Zi gave a rare twitch of the corners of her mouth as a greeting.

Ruan Yingzi's heart pounded even faster, "My name is Ruan..."

Before she could finish speaking, a string of foul curses rang out.

"What my son does is none of your business, you little vixen! You're a slut who gets all horny at the sight of any man, and you think you can discipline my son, you motherfucker..."

The mother, who was somewhat stunned by Ruan Yingzi's reprimand, finally came to her senses and was immediately enraged. She focused her anger on Ruan Yingzi, completely disregarding that they were in public.

Moreover, every sentence inevitably includes references to human organs or insults directed at the other person's parents, making their fighting power comparable to that of an old lady.

I bet he's arrogant and domineering at home too, no wonder his son turned out like that!

The insults were so fresh and unconventional that many people gathered around to watch the spectacle and point fingers.

Zhu Zi slowly raised her hand, but—

"Smack!"

Ruan Yingzi was too lazy to waste words; her principle was that if she could take action, she would never talk nonsense.

so…

The mother, who was cursing loudly, was carrying a small wooden cradle when it was destroyed at Ruan Yingzi's feet.

It turned into a pile of rubble.