"The Xu family you speak of is my wife's maiden home," Song Yuanhuan said coldly as he glanced at Feng Laidi and walked towards the entrance of the village.
"You heartless man, are you and your family bullying an old woman like me!" Feng Laidi yelled through gritted teeth. Unable to stop Song Yuanhuan, she suddenly felt panicked and a bit scared as she looked at Xu Xiuxiu, "Don't try to scare me. How could the Police Station care about your family squabbles? Let me tell you, even if someone from the Police Station comes today, it won't make a difference. I, Feng Laidi, am not afraid." Feng Laidi stood with her hands on her hips, clutching a wooden stick, her demeanor bold and defiant.
