Wang Ma and Wang Cuifang were both taken aback; they had not expected Ye Chen to resort to violence without a word.
"Well done, he should have just beaten him to death."
Wang Cuifang looked at Shi Dong, who lay on the ground, with a look of satisfaction on her face, and spoke viciously.
She hated the man who had ruined her sister's life, and if not for the help from Su Xiyue, the fate of Wang Cuilan and her daughter would have undoubtedly been very bleak.
Seeing Ye Chen slap Shi Dong so hard, Wang Cuifang couldn't express how delighted she was.
Wang Ma watched her ex-husband on the ground, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and her eyes reflected a complex mix of emotions; nonetheless, she said nothing.
She and Shi Dong had long severed ties. If he hadn't been so despicable and shameless, using their daughter to threaten her, Wang Ma would never have wanted to lay eyes on him again.
"Exactly, scum like him deserve to be taught a harsh lesson."
