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It was just a matter of minutes when the fat woman's husband, President Zhao, appeared, dressed in a suit and shiny shoes. His greasy face shone, and his eyes were as cold and rat-like as ever.
"Who bullied my precious son??"
Upon seeing his father, the chubby boy cried even louder, "Daddy…"
The fat woman sighed pitifully and pointed at Rong Shengsheng, "Husband, I was in a hurry to find you, so I cut in line, and who knew this woman... It's one thing for her not to agree, but she even incited her son to hit our child!! Isn't this like slapping you in the face??"
"Please do not talk nonsense! I did not incite my son to hit your son."
Even Qinqin said, "He stepped on my sister's shoes first, and that's why I hit him."
