The Xiao Family group left, and the onlookers dispersed as well.
However, the incident just now gave them enough fodder for gossip for some time.
In all their years, they had never seen someone dealt with in quite that manner.
Quite a few young wives also got some ideas—if their mothers-in-law pretended to be ill to manipulate them in the future, they wouldn't have to surrender without a fight.
With the yard clear of bystanders, Sun Erhu helped Tan Zhenghong to his wheelchair, urging him to sit down quickly.
Qiao Duo'er's face started to burn as she watched Tan Zhenghong's retreating figure.
Once he stood up, the man's presence was even more striking. The only adjectives she could think of were broad-shouldered and tall, with an extraordinary aura about him.
Qiao Duo'er took a couple of deep breaths and followed into the house. She needed a drink of water to quench her dry mouth and parched tongue.
