"don't want!"
The woman screamed, her expression somewhat out of control.
Those watching the scene, considering the context, immediately understood: "No way, she's actually a mistress!"
"That's normal, whose husband doesn't have a mistress!"
"This mistress is finished; she's offended someone incredibly powerful."
Hearing the sarcastic remarks of those around her, the woman's face grew increasingly grim.
When his son saw this, his gaze turned cold: "He's just a disabled person, how dare he talk to my mother like that!"
After saying that, the little boy prepared to go over and push Wen Yanrou, who was in the wheelchair, over.
"Mom, I'm home!"
Little Yuzu, who had run back excitedly with a hot dog in her hand, stared wide-eyed at the sight.
Seeing this, Xiaoyouzi lost her appetite for the hot dog.
She shoved the skewer into Luo Li's hand, then turned and shouted, "What are you doing! Stop!"
When Luo Li saw that there was a camera, she bought a hat and put it on, and pulled her scarf up to cover most of her face.
Before the boy could even touch Wen Yanrou, he was knocked away by Xiao Youzi, who was rushing over at high speed.
Standing with her arms outstretched in front of Wen Yanrou, Xiao Youzi looked at him with cold eyes and said in an icy tone, "You dare to bully my mother?"
"Son! Lele, how are you!" Upon seeing this, the mistress quickly helped Hua Lele up after she fell.
Hua Lele felt humiliated and sat on the ground, wailing, "Mommy, they bullied me! Waaaaah!"
"Who's bullying whom here? This child is even trying to shift the blame first."
The people around were whispering among themselves, clearly very dissatisfied with Hua Lele's performance.
Hua Lele stood up, her chubby body resembling a little calf, and stood in front of Xiaoyouzi: "I'm telling you, your mother is disabled. What's the point of bringing her to the zoo? She's just blocking the way!"
He was only seven years old, but because of his large size, he looked like an older student.
At this moment, Hua Lele looks like she could send Xiao Youzi flying with one punch!
But Little Pomelo isn't one to be trifled with.
Despite the intimidation, he remained unfazed, even staring coldly at Hua Lele as he said, "My mother is not disabled!"
My mother only needs to use a wheelchair because she is sick.
"That's right, that's right!" The boy gave the little pomelo a little nod, looking very happy.
Little Yuzu didn't want to argue, lest she lose control and hit someone.
"What's wrong? Can't you speak?" Little Yuzi didn't speak, so the little boy went further, practically wearing his sarcasm on his face.
Clenching her fists, Xiaoyouzi said fiercely, "The mistress's child is so arrogant, be careful he doesn't get his comeuppance!"
What are you doing?
A middle-aged man's voice rang out, and a fairly good-looking middle-aged man walked over.
He didn't see Wen Yanrou, and picked up the boy from the ground: "Who made our Lele angry?"
"Dad, it's her!" the boy said angrily, pointing in the direction of Wen Yanrou and the others.
Hua Zhen followed his son's gaze and was immediately shocked: "It's you?"
"Chairman Hua, it's been a long time."
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