She just revealed the fact that Ye Feixue went to talk to Yan Ziyuan and Jin Kai during the conversation that day.

She didn't say anything else; they saw and understood it themselves.

"Then why were the villagers originally talking about your family's affairs, but suddenly turned their attention to Feixue? Do you dare to say that you didn't add fuel to the fire?"

"As the daughter of a murderer, what qualifications do you have to speak ill of Feixue behind her back? People like you should be locked up with your father who is in prison!"

"ah!"

A dull punch hit Xiao Jun's face, catching him off guard. He lost his balance and stepped back, hitting the solid wall and falling to the ground.

After throwing a punch, Song Fuyu still felt unsatisfied, so he rubbed his hand that was hit by his face. He took two steps forward and kicked Xiao Jun repeatedly.

Xiao Jun, who was beaten, had no chance to fight back. He curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, dodging and begging for mercy.

But Song Fuyu obviously wanted to teach her a lesson. The more he begged for mercy, the harder she kicked him.

"If you have a mental illness, go get treatment now, and don't act crazy in front of me!"

"Come and pick a fight with me again, and I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

"Get out of here now!"

After venting her anger, Song Fuyu ignored Xiao Jun who was screaming in pain after being kicked by her at the foot of the wall, and simply opened the gate and walked in without looking back.

Yan Ziyuan didn't expect that after completing the task, he would rush over to see the object. As a result, before he could even enter the door, he saw Xiao Yu beating someone desperately.

Seeing that she was suppressing him unilaterally, he did not go forward but waited for her to vent, not wanting her to be embarrassed.

No wonder Xiao Tu Dou said that Xiao Yu was very fierce when fighting. After seeing him today, I found that his reputation is indeed well-deserved.

When Song Fuyu entered the room, he walked to the wall and saw that the person lying on the ground was a male educated youth from their educated youth courtyard.

Yan Ziyuan didn't care whether he was in pain or not. He just grabbed his collar, dragged him and dropped him at the gate of the Youth League Home.