"Husband, what do I do if I want to beat someone up?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia's hand holding the teacup tightened, revealing her veins.
Brother An had suffered for many years and made many sacrifices, but in the end, he became the victim of these two brothers fighting for power and profit. It was truly hateful, especially Mu Shaowei, who was obviously a man with ill intentions. If he wanted to fight for the family property, he should do it with real abilities, instead of stealing from others.
"Haha, my wife, calm down. If that bastard were in front of you right now, I could hand you a knife or a broom to hit him, but unfortunately, he is not here, and your anger only hurts yourself." He took the cup from her hand and even massaged her knuckles for her.
"What happened next? And who is his mother's family?"
