Scarface dared not approach, nor did he dare to leave. He earnestly tried to persuade him, "Old Zhang, Xiaoya is your own daughter. Do you really want to kill her?"

"Hmph! Whether she's my child or not is another matter, but she's definitely Mai Zi's child. I don't believe Mai Zi doesn't love her daughter."

Zhang Guihe said coolly, his eyes like those of a venomous snake that had been lurking for a long time.

Scarface, his throat dry and his patience almost exhausted, whispered to Deng Xianglin, "Scarface, let's call the police!"

Despite his leg disability, Zhang Guihe had exceptionally sharp hearing. He shouted, "If you dare call the police, I'll kill that little girl right now!"

Their shouting reached the neighbors, who slowly came out to see what was happening, and were all stunned by the scene.

What's going on here?

When Li Xiangdong and his group arrived, they heard Zhang Guihe passionately recounting his hardships to his neighbors.

"...I've been incredibly magnanimous, enduring being cuckolded for so many years! But they're still not satisfied, setting a trap for my father-in-law to fall into, forcing me to divorce my wife!"

Seeing Zhang Guihe's tearful face, the neighbors softened and looked disapprovingly at Scarface and Maizi, who had just arrived.

"...I've been pushed to the limit today! I don't ask for anything else, I just want my wife to remarry me! As for the other two, let them do whatever they want, I don't care!"

These words perfectly portray the image of a husband who endures humiliation and suffering.

Seeing that a respected elder in the crowd was about to stand up and criticize Scarface and Wheat, Zhang Guihe was secretly delighted.

But before I could be happy for long, I suddenly felt a pain in my back.

"Go to hell, you piece of trash!"