"It's useless even if you beat her to death. If you kill her, we'll have to pay with our lives. What should Wenwen do by then?"
Mr. Sun exerted his strength to pull her back and sighed heavily. His already worn face seemed to have aged more than ten years instantly at this moment.
When Madam Sun was about to say something, Sun Kewen, who originally had her head lowered firmly, suddenly rushed out of Mr. Sun's arms and pounced on Shi Yingying, who was sitting on the ground.
"Argh!"
Shi Yingying was caught off guard as Sun Kewen pounced on her and she directly fell backwards onto the ground.
"Why, why are you doing this to me? Why? Why?"
Sun Kewen sat on Shi Yingying's stomach and grabbed Shi Yingying's shoulder with both hands, shaking her violently. Her sharp nails seemed to be piercing Shi Yingying's flesh.
