Yan Juzhong arrived with his wife, emanating an imposing aura. He was seething inside, yet he could not retort due to being at a disadvantage in the argument.
Qi Huifen's face also didn't look good as her eyes shifted from looking at Zhang Xiaoqun to Qiao Xiguan.
"I did not push Yan Xintong," Qiao Xiguan said, articulating every word.
"Is it your turn to speak now?!" Zhang Xiaoqun snapped. "A younger speaking out of turn when an elder is talking, do you have any manners at all? Just a base-born brat from lower society trying to become a phoenix by marrying into a rich family, you can never shed your vulgarity..." She said with biting sarcasm, her expression full of disdain for Qiao Xiguan.
