As the woman scolded, she also called her son, which was the boy's nickname.
The boy's nickname was Fu 'er, and his name was Zhang Laifu.
It was a very tacky name, but the woman said it smoothly.
The woman's name was Fan Xin, and she was 25 years old.
Fan Xin was Zhang Laifu's biological mother. She was quite good-looking, and there was nothing to say about her looks. When she was in high school, she was the school belle.
Because Fan Xin was not good at her studies and was a gangster, after she had a few boyfriends, she was taken in by Zhang Laifu's father, who was a middle-aged man in his forties. The lump of fat on his stomach was so big that it was about to fall off.
At that time, Zhang Laifu's father, the man named Zhang Shan, was already married.
Fan Xin became Zhang Shan's mistress when she was 16 years old.
Zhang Shan was the kind of man who came from the countryside to the big city and gradually developed his business. When Fan Xin was 16 years old, he already had a business.
After Fan Xin seduced Zhang Shan, she got pregnant in less than a year and secretly gave birth to the child.
After Zhang Shan became rich, he divorced his first wife and married Fan Xin.
Fan Xin successfully became the mistress.
In addition, when Fan Xin walked out, she did not feel that she was a mistress at all, so she felt inferior.
On the contrary, she felt that she was great and powerful, better than her peers.
Classmates of her age were still starting their own businesses after marrying their husbands.
But what about her?
She married her husband. Although she was a little old and was already in her forties, she not only had a car and a house, but she also had a business!
When she was free, she could even take her and the child out to play!
Fan Xin was proud of this. She even advised her best friend more than once that as a woman, she should find a man who was more than ten years older than her, who had a car, a house, and a business.
Who cared if he had a wife or not? She would date him first.
Because in the eyes of her friends, Fan Xin felt that her life was the most fulfilling. After being a rich madam for so many years, Fan Xin had a habit of looking down on others.
Therefore, when Xiao Yunzhu accidentally touched Zhang Laifu's face with his hand, Fan Xin felt that her son's face had been dirtied by something dirty, and she started to shout.
Fan Xin was still half-squatting on the ground, scolding as she wiped her son's face. Halfway through, a beautiful hand grabbed Fan Xin's wrist and forcefully pulled her up from the ground.
Fan Xin was suddenly grabbed and did not react for a moment.
By the time Fan Xin realized what was going on, she was already looking at Yun Jian's seemingly emotionless and icy face.
"My brother accidentally bumped into your son. It's my brother's fault. My brother has already apologized. You pushed my brother just now, so you have to apologize too."
Yun Jian grabbed Fan Xin's wrist and said coldly.
Xiao Yunzhu had accidentally slapped her face and apologized. Yun Jian naturally wouldn't say anything.
After all, Xiao Yunzhu had really touched her cheek.
But just now, Fan Xin pushed Xiao Yunzhu away. If Yun Jian hadn't stood behind Xiao Yunzhu and supported Xiao Yunzhu, Xiao Yunzhu's little head would have hit the railing next to him.
"Oh my! Why should we apologize? What's wrong with me pushing him? He couldn't reject it, could he? Haha! "
Fan Xin's wrist was grabbed by Yun Jian. After struggling twice to no avail, she glanced at Yun Jian coldly, without any remorse for doing something wrong.
"Apologize." Yun Jian didn't say anything else. She just repeated these two words, and then the strength of her hand increased slightly.
"Ah! It hurts! Let go of me! " Fan Xin's wrist was grabbed by Yun Jian and the bones creaked. She was frightened, so she quickly shouted.
"Let go of my wife's hand!" Seeing this, Zhang Shan stood behind Fan Xin and shouted at Yun Jian. Seeing that Yun Jian seemed to be a martial artist and was quite powerful, Zhang Shan didn't dare to rush up.
"Apologize." Yun Jian still repeated these two words.
At the same time, Fan Xin's wrist made a cracking sound.
"Ah ah ah, I was wrong, I was wrong! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong! "Fan Xin was frightened by the severe pain and quickly begged for mercy.
This wasn't a big deal, and Yun Jian didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so Yun Jian's eyes darkened and she immediately let go.
"Mom!" Zhang Laifu on the other side grabbed Fan Xin, then raised his eyes and glared at Xiao Yunzhu and Yun Jian.
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