"You lowlife, how dare you curse at me, how dare you! I'm going to tear your mouth apart!" Zhang Guihua lunged again, grabbing An Xiaodie's lips and started tearing.
An Xiaodie was also furious as if going mad, grabbing her own mother's hair and yanking hard, "You old hag, I'm going to kill you too. Do you think you really cared for me? Since childhood, whenever there was anything good in the house, didn't you secretly sneak it to An Xiaohu? You think I don't know? Now you even want to push me out, do you want to see these people beat me to death? You make my life miserable, and I'll make yours miserable too."
An Xiaohu initially wanted to hit his sister, to help his mother, but he couldn't move a muscle as the black-clothed bodyguard was watching nearby. He could only shake and, together with his father An Fu, who was petrified, watch An Xiaodie and Zhang Guihua fight.
Shangguan Xiu never expected to witness such an absurd spectacle.
