Qiao Feng clutched at the wound on her son's forehead, her eyes red as she shouted at Jiang hai.
hubby, look at our son. He's been bullied by them. You have to stand up for us.
Jianghai was still in a state of shock and had yet to recover.
He could never imagine that his wife, who had always been gentle and kind, and his son, who had always been obedient and docile, would become a complete stranger to him overnight.
He looked at the mother and son in a daze, as if he didn't know them.
His voice was hoarse as he asked in a low voice, " "Those things, were they all true?"
Qiao Feng's body trembled and her eyes darted away. She bit her lip and replied, " "No, those are not true. Those things were fabricated by Jiang beiming in order to get rid of us. Hubby, you should know very well what kind of relationship I have with he 'er."
Jiang hai shook his head, his face despondent.
