"Su Qian, how dare you! How dare you speak to your mother like that!" Su Chenghua's eyes were almost spitting fire. He was so angry that he slapped the armrest of his chair. "Yue'er..."
Su Yue did not wait for Su Chenghua to finish his sentence. She stood up abruptly and pointed at Su Qingqing in front of everyone. "It's you!"
"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Lady Pei asked as she looked at Su Yue's agitated expression.
"Mother, have you forgotten that I was beaten up by someone that night? The one who hit me was that little girl!" Su Yue hurriedly said.
"What do you mean by being beaten? Yue'er, when did you get hit?" Su Chenghua asked with a frown.
Lady Pei's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said, "Old Master, Yue'er was suddenly attacked by bandits a few days ago, and her face was disfigured. I thought you might be worried, so I didn't tell you."
