"What's going on?"
Someone pulled Yang Jiashan's arm away. It was scary.
Where was he scalded so badly that it was simply unbearable to look at? Like a pig that had been burned. It was a pain that any man could imagine.
"Did I accidentally break the water bottle in my hurry just now?"
"Tsk tsk tsk...This is too tragic."
"It's gone, right?"
"It's so tragic. He's unable to use it anymore."
"This is karma."
"Serves him right! It served him right for causing his wife and child's death?"
"You heartless thing."
Many men were sympathetic and gloating.
The younger women had already covered their eyes in shame and ran out.
It was a shocking scene.
Older women wouldn't care! They dragged Yang Jiashan out and threw him with Wu Meiling.