Although these relatives were criticizing Cao Xing verbally, their bodies were still very honest. Since Chu Zhe had spoken, they had a reason to leave this place openly.
In an instant, the house's entrance became much emptier, and only Chu Ning's family was left.
"Gosh, is this Cao Xing so powerful? It seems that Dad's really brave to actually dare punch him in public earlier," Chu Huan rued.
This was the first time he had seen his father so livid.
At the same time, Chu Zhe's phone rang. After chatting for a while, Chu Zhe hung up the phone and walked towards his father with a smile.
The first family at the foot of Laoshan Village welcomed two young guests that day. After they asked for the location of Cao Xing's home, they waved goodbye with a smile.
"Is there a mistake?" An old man was sitting on the threshold, holding a pipe in his hand and smoking.
"What mistake?" The old man's wife walked out of the house and asked doubtfully.
