These so-called cousins of her husband, they really dared to raise their hands to slap the beautiful face of Sister Xuewei.
However, Sister Xuewei was quicker, each slap accurate, sending them all flying to the side.
"Ah!" Screams of pain.
"You wretched woman, in what way was my son not good enough for you?" the old hag started cursing as she saw Xuewei hitting those cousins.
"Old hag, your son's little brother—it's just this tiny," Xuewei stretched out her finger and said, tacitly mocking the man's virility. "Being a woman, do you even understand what it's like to live a chaste widowhood?"
"..." Whether it was the cousins who were hit or the old lady, they were all left speechless.
"Don't give face and act shameless. Matters of the heart should come and go peacefully. Tick me off and I'll bury you all in a ditch," Xuewei said, having learned all the tricks from Lin Zhenghui.
"You lived on my son's expenses, spent his money, and took the dowry..."
