Mrs. Huo was so angry that she couldn't speak. She raised her hand, wanting to slap Huo You's face again. This time, Huo You was already prepared. She reached out her arm to block Mrs. Huo's slap and grabbed her wrist.
Mrs. Huo said angrily, "Huo You, how dare you lay a hand on me?"
"I'm just blocking your hand." Huo You's expression was cold. She pushed hard, causing Mrs. Huo to stumble. Then, she said slowly, "I must at least do it to this extent to be considered laying a hand on you, right?"
Huo Feng, who had been staying silent and watching the situation unfold, looked at Huo You in surprise. He was surprised that she had such guts.
Mrs. Huo stumbled a few steps and fell onto the sofa. Her face flushed red with anger. After realizing that Huo You was not afraid of her at all, she looked at Mr. Huo and called out tearfully, "Hubby, look at Huo You. How could she do this to me?"
