Bai Wei hadn't reacted yet, but Bai Qian had already started to protect her cub. Like a mother hen guarding her chick, she spread her hands to shield Bai Wei behind her, defiantly saying, "Mrs. Li, please show some respect when you speak, or else I reserve the right to sue."
Having spent over twenty years abroad, she had forgotten that the habit of arguing in the domestic scene meant spitting out words in the heat of the moment. Suddenly, she had brazenly imported a foreign method of dealing with the situation.
Luo Qiluo was not at all afraid; on the contrary, the rage in her heart intensified. She placed her hands on her hips and pointed at Bai Qian, yelling, "You old hag, what do you think you are, seducing someone else's husband, having a shameless mother like you is why there's a daughter like Bai Wei, throwing herself at men..."
She couldn't finish her last sentence because she was interrupted, not by anything else, but by a slap from Li Huazhi.
