"I am here to look for my nephew-in-law, Tiegen, ah, we're all folks from the same village, please do me a favor," the uncle pleaded with a shameless face.
"What nephew-in-law? You can spout nonsense, but you can't just claim any relationship. Get lost quickly, or don't wait for us to cut you down."
Yu Jingting made a gesture to roll up his sleeves, wanting to get the people out quickly so they wouldn't talk nonsense in front of Su Zhe's future father-in-law.
"Su Zhe is my nephew-in-law! Now that he's successful, he doesn't recognize his poor relatives? My poor niece, what's the difference between her and Qin Xianglian? Both are abandoned, miserable women!"
The aunt sat down cross-legged on the floor, beginning to slap her thighs with her hands.
