Kicked out of the hotel, Yue Pengcheng's family of three stood by the street. Even their languages were thrown out. They were utterly humiliated.
Especially Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu, who were attracting flies with the horrible stench diffusing from their bodies.
The sun in summer was dazzling. In the scorching hot weather, one could even grill the oil out of a piece of fat on the pavement.
Ding Mulian cried, "Daddy, Mommy, they're all so wicked! I've never seen such horrible people! How could they treat you like this? How could Brother Tingfeng kick us out? Who does he think he is? Even if it's his hotel, we still paid for it!"
"Even if we were strangers he didn't know, he still can't treat us like this! We… We are his relatives for God's sake!"
Ding Mulian's body ached terribly. She sobbed aggrievedly.
Her words enraged Yue Pengcheng even more. He believed that Ding Mulian's words were absolutely correct.
