"In-law, I'm going out for a bit. You stay with our son," Feng Yuzhi said, standing up abruptly, worried that Yan Huan would suffer.
She knew her daughter best; Yan Huan was always loud-mouthed, never letting anyone get the last word. But when it came to fighting, that was something she couldn't do.
Feng Yuzhi didn't wait for the Meng Qingmei couple to speak before she turned and walked out.
She practically jogged down the stairs. Although the noise didn't sound like Yan Huan, her heart felt uneasy.
Qiu Xinyi was a scheming girl, and Yan Huan, being too naive, was no match for her.
Downstairs, Yan Huan was dealing with Qiu Xinyi with great gusto. The onlookers, seeing Yan Huan's fierce demeanor, were all talking but didn't dare to step in.
"Stop it! You... stop... Yan Huan! Stop right now, or else, I will... I'll kill you next time!" Qiu Xinyi's face was already numb from the pain, but Yan Huan's slaps continued unabated.
