At noon, the sun was shining brightly.
Mrs. Chen's mood, however, was darker than a cloudy day.
The little girl Xue Yuantong's words had struck her heart fiercely.
Mrs. Chen herself was a minor leader, her father a retired cadre, her eldest daughter studying art abroad, and her younger son attended the best high school in Nan City. Her husband was the director of a prefecture-level city. Such a family, locally, undoubtedly reached the highest social status, and they needed not worry about any aspect of life.
In her eyes, what were ordinary people? What could they possibly achieve? Those earning five thousand a month and those earning fifty thousand were essentially the same in her eyes.
Even so, a countryside mutt could render her helpless.
Once her usual arrogant façade peeled away, what was revealed was venomous, no different from the big sisters at the vegetable market.
With some impatience showing in her expression, Mrs. Chen urged: "Captain Zhou, can you catch it or not?"
