บท 750: Chapter 750: She Cried Before I Even Started

Sun Junyan stood still, his face as gloomy as the deep water.

He, as a scholar, was utterly disgusted by such a quarrel between shrewish women.

Even if the one being beaten was his own mother, he had no intention of intervening.

Tong Sanlang had been paying attention to the situation in the courtyard. He hadn't watched the drama, and he didn't know about the secret trick of needle poking. Therefore, shortly after his surprise, he quickly shifted his attention.

Upon seeing Qiao Meipan about to join the fray with a big broom, he stared at Qiao Meipan with an expressionless face.

In his mind, there was no so-called gentlemanly action of not hitting women.

If someone deserved a beating, they should be beaten.

However, under such circumstances, Qiao Meipan should first make a move. Only then would he have a solid reason to act.

Otherwise, he would certainly be at a disadvantage if Sun Junyan seized upon the loophole.