Xie Tianchen's eyes nearly popped from his sockets, and his fists clenched so tight that the veins on the backs of his hands protruded violently.
Old Mrs. Xiao, as if realizing she had misspoken, quickly corrected herself with an annoyed face, "Look at me, blurting out nonsense. Don't get the wrong idea, what I mean is, a whore's son has no place in decent society."
Su Chaoxi had never expected Old Mrs. Xiao to be so outrageous.
She was secretly thrilled and turned to look at Xie Tianchen.
How could Xie Tianchen have ever been publicly humiliated like this before?
Even if anyone ever dared to challenge his integrity, they did it behind his back.
This was the first time someone had insulted him to his face, this damn old hag.
Xie Tianchen's eyes turned bloodshot, and even his temples throbbed with pulsating veins!
Su Chaoxi had no doubt that, given his status two years in her past life, he would dare to punch this old woman in the face.
