Mo Deqiang was stunned.
Mr. Gong was even more angry, and said to Mo Deqiang, "Mr. Mo, you heard it too, right? It's not that I don't give you face, but this girl is too bullying. Look at my son, he already had only one leg left, and yet they broke it. If it were you, could you swallow this?"
Mo Deqiang glanced at Gong Yuping and furrowed his brow.
Around them, the villagers saw the local tyrant speaking in such a low voice to a middle-aged man and couldn't help but gossip.
"Who is this man?"
"Yes, he must be someone significant to make Mr. Gong speak so humbly."
"No wonder Yang Wen is so aggressive, she really has a powerful backup."
In the midst of all this, Mo Deqiang automatically filtered out the surrounding voices. Thinking of the message his daughter had sent him, he knew he had to side with Qin Yanyang today.
Therefore, he gave Mr. Gong a look and said, "Daqian, your son was wrong first, so apologize to Miss Qin quickly."
