Cheng Jingmo pushed the people aside and walked in front of Yu Xiangnian.

"Where are you hurt?" he asked softly.

Yu Xiangnian bit her lip tightly and said nothing.

Cheng Jingmo saw Yu Xiangnian's tears suddenly welling up, she raised her chin and forced herself to hold back the tears.

At this moment, Cheng Jingmo's heart seemed to be pierced and it hurt so much.

Yu Xiangnian was a princess held in the palm of her family's hand, and had never suffered any grievances. However, she followed him here and was bullied and wronged.

Even though she wanted to cry, she couldn't and had to hold it back because she didn't want these people to think she was weak.

Cheng Huazi said, "Third brother, take good care of your wife and don't cause trouble."

He added, "Jian Wa, persuade your wife. It's just a few pieces of paper. Don't be so stubborn."

Only then did Cheng Jingmo notice that under his feet was a piece of paper torn into several pieces with writing on it.

That was the manuscript translated by Yu Xiangnian.

Cheng Jingmo felt distressed and angry at the same time.

He bent down and picked up all the shredded paper, holding it in his hand, and looked at Zhang Hongli with a sharp gaze.

"Apologize!" His tone was extremely firm.

Zhang Hongli snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Cheng Jingmo was tall and had long arms. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the clothes on Zhang Hongli's shoulders and pulled her in front of Yu Xiangnian.

"Apologize to her!" he said again.

This scared everyone in the Cheng family. They never expected that Cheng Jingmo would protect his wife to such an extent.

You even dare to touch your family members!

Cheng Huazi shouted, "Jianwa, are you going to rebel?"