Yingzi couldn't help but laugh.
Over there, Yingzi's father was still tangled up with Lian Huahua.
"...We came with good intentions. You're the junior here, and we didn't critique your manners. When you came to visit, we were the first to welcome you. How can you not even understand basic courtesy?" Yingzi's father lectured Lian Huahua. "You're the daughter of the County Magistrate and the wife of a wealthy household, yet you lack more refinement than we do. If word gets out, aren't you afraid people will gossip about you? What's the matter? Just because your family has money, you think you can look down on us?"
"Let me go! Let me go!" Lian Huahua, both furious and flustered, finally managed to push Yingzi's father away.
At this moment, instead of turning away and leaving, Lian Huahua raised her hand and slapped Yingzi's father hard across the face.
