Luo Qiao's words were not to be taken lightly. The two Zhai brothers glanced at each other, knowing their sister was in the wrong, and pulled Zhai Yuyuan to leave the place to avoid becoming a laughingstock.
But Zhai Yuyuan refused to leave, her face full of anger: "What gives you the right to hit me?"
"Because you deserved it. Your eyes have been leering at my husband; I didn't gouge them out only to give the Zhai Family face. Shameless!"
Ji Lin also reacted: "Oh, now I get it. I'm an innocent victim, dragged into this mess because of this shameless woman."
Ji Lin had never suffered such an indignity since she was young, and she looked at Luo Qiao: "Qiaoqiao, should we join forces and give her a good thrashing?"
Luo Qiao replied: "Let's remember the score, but today is Jia Ning's wedding day; we can't let a pest ruin such a good day."
Ji Lin nodded: "You're right, Zhai Yuyuan, I'll remember you," she said.
