"I'll testify to this." The village chief stood up, "I brought the person over that night." He then looked at Yang Daju, "How can you be so ungrateful?"
"I..."
"Didn't you agree to report it to the authorities back then?" The village chief's face looked even worse, "Now what's wrong with Guan Xinxin? Did Xinxin lock up your husband?"
"This is absurd." Feng Zilan also stepped forward, "Looks like our Xinxin won't dare to help people casually in the future, or else anyone can come over and make false accusations, can't they?"
"Yang Daju, have you lost your mind?" Wang Xinghua suddenly shouted, "How can you repay kindness with enmity so quickly? If you want to save your husband, go to the County Governor's Office, why look for Xinxin?" She had been worrying about her eldest son's wedding these days, and seeing such a clueless person, she couldn't help but lose her temper.
"Exactly, who would have thought Yang Daju couldn't tell right from wrong."
