"You hit my Little Ying?" She glared at Bai Cuicui's mother, her eyes blazing with anger.
Bai Cuicui's mother flinched. "Since when is she *your* Little Ying? You from the Zhang family, you're sticking your nose where it doesn't belong!"
"Grandma Wen entrusted her to me! What about it? Do I need your permission? Why don't you go down below and ask Grandma Wen yourself?" Aunt Zhang stared brazenly at Bai Cuicui's mother.
Bai Cuicui's mother's bluster immediately deflated.
"Aunt Zhang, your family is going too far! Do you have any idea what lies this bitch... Wen Ying has been spreading about my daughter?"
"Oh? What lies? Why don't you tell me so I can hear for myself." Aunt Zhang planted her hands on her hips, her eyes locked on Bai Cuicui's mother. Meanwhile, the Bai family relatives who had been ready to step up all fell silent.
"Aunt Zhang! She said I'm doing... *that*... for a living!" Bai Cuicui stomped her foot, her voice a mix of indignation and self-pity.
