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The middle-aged woman had already charged over, and this time she was gunning for the little boy.
"You little brat, truly untaught and unschooled. Well, then, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents. Casually throwing other people's stuff, is this how your mom raised you?"
The middle-aged woman ran up to Chaomu, reaching out to yank the little boy out of her arms.
The little boy wasn't scared, just coldly looking at the woman.
"Don't talk about my mom," the little boy warned her.
The middle-aged woman sneered, her tone sarcastic, "Oh, quite protective, aren't we? What's the matter, can't teach your own son and can't stand others talking about it? Could it be that you're illegitimate? If you're a bastard, it's no wonder—without a father's guidance, your mom would have had to accompany men to sleep or something just to support you..."
The little boy's expression immediately changed, and he struggled to leap out of Chaomu's embrace!
