"You say!" Liu Jinmei adjusted the glasses on her nose bridge, feeling a bad premonition. The demands of this sharp-tongued woman were never easy to fulfill. But since she had mentioned it, why not try to listen?
"First, the medical expenses for my son, my loss of earnings, and compensation for mental distress must be paid. As for the specific amount, let's discuss that further!" Madam Jiang looked indifferently at Liu Jinmei, as if she were looking at a servant. She said faintly, "Second, have that brat's parent come to my door to apologize to my son in person. Third, expel the brat who hit my son!"
Hisss...
Upon hearing this, Liu Jinmei took a deep breath.
