The woman named Shanshan, upon hearing this, pointed at Mo Yan's nose and scolded furiously, "What are you, daring to say you bumped into me? Try bumping into me and see what happens!"
"Sorry, I'm indeed nothing special, but if you're something special, that's great." Mo Yan remained smiling, closely observing the woman's nearly twisted face.
It's one thing to get angry with someone smart, but to get angry with an idiot would be even more idiotic, wouldn't it?
"Mother, look, just look, some bumpkin dares to bully Shanshan; you must stand up for me!"
Chen Shanshan was almost driven mad with rage as she shook her middle-aged mother's arm and whined, determined to make this sharp-tongued bumpkin pay.
The middle-aged beauty, however, stared at Mo Yan in a daze, paying no attention to what her daughter was saying.
A look of confusion flashed in Mo Yan's eyes. Why was this woman looking at her with such a complex expression? They didn't seem to know each other, did they?