Chen Suwen shook her head. "Okay, I'll keep it for you first, and then I'll use it to register you when you go to school."
Chen Suwen also took the little girl to the Wu family and packed her luggage.
"Hmph, you ingrate."
Pang Zijuan had been reprimanded by Wu Yuejiang and was full of resentment that she wanted to vent, but in the end she only cursed her once from the side.
She really wanted to rush up and hit Zhao Lexin, and even wanted to beat up Chen Suwen, that meddlesome gossip.
But Wu Yuejiang was watching her intently, and she could only curse and swear at the grandfather and grandson from the sidelines.
"Smack—"
Unable to bear it any longer, Chen Suwen slapped Pang Zijuan, who was spewing filth.
"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. If I hear you say such nasty things again, I'll hit you."
"I'm not sure whether I would hit my daughter-in-law or my grandchildren."
“But I will definitely hit you!” Chen Suwen looked at her coldly.
Pang Zijuan was stunned by the slap. She stood there for a while before turning around abruptly, screaming, "Ahhh—you dare hit me—my parents have never hit me—"
"I'll hit you whenever I want, why do I need to pick a day?"
"Even happy parents never hit her, but you, this whiny old woman, still hit her?"
"What? You're allowed to hit others for no reason, but you can't get hit for being a smart aleck?"
"Aaaaaah, I'm going to kill you—"
Just as Pang Zijuan was about to rush up and tear Chen Suwen apart, Wu Yuejiang stopped her.
"Calm down, calm down! Third sister, calm down!" Wu Yuejiang forcibly pressed Pang Zijuan down like a pig for the New Year, trying to calm her down and not act impulsively.
"Wu Yuejiang, you coward! Your wife has been beaten up, how can you expect me to stay calm?"
"Let me go! I'm going to kill this gossip!"
Wu Yuejiang tried his best to hold his wife down, while Chen Suwen stood there, looking at her with disdain.
Behind her stood the tall and strong Zhou Qingyun, and her two sons.
Yes, Chen Suwen brought Zhao Lexin to pack her luggage; she didn't come alone, she also brought her husband and son.
Although she could easily defeat Wu Yuejiang and Pang Zijuan on her own, didn't the Wu family still have two unruly children?
Bringing her husband and son along would at least have a deterrent effect.
"This is mine!" Zhao Lexin and Wu Cheng were fighting over a toy, a tin frog that her parents had bought for her.
She cherished her gifts; she hadn't brought many, but her toys were still taken away.
Pang Zijuan took her doll and gave it to Wu Yan, and Wu Cheng and Wu Xuan snatched her tin frog. No matter how much she made a fuss, it was no use.
Now that her grandparents are backing her up, she's determined to take it back.
"What do you mean 'your'! This is mine!"
"You good-for-nothing! You jinx! This thing is mine now that it's in my house! Let go of it!"
Wu Cheng was arrogant. His mother's excessive indulgence made him self-centered. He thought that whatever Zhao Lexin had taken was his and he would never return it.
"My dad bought this for me! Let go of it!"
"I got this from my own home, so it's mine!"
The two children over there were fighting over a toy, while Wu Yuejiang was still holding his wife down.
The pressure from Zhou Qingyun and his two sons was immense. He was quite certain that if a real fight broke out, they would be no match for the Zhou family on the other side.
Therefore, we must swallow our anger and not act rashly.
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