The villagers looked at the Li family father and son as if they were watching two monsters.
They covered their mouths, unable to hold back their laughter, pointing and whispering.
Li Dahai hated it the most when people talked about him behind his back.
Now, seeing that everyone was so blatantly gossiping about him,
he was absolutely furious.
"What are you looking at? What are you saying? Believe it or not, I'll take care of you all!"
Li Dahai said arrogantly, pointing at a group of people nearby.
"Oh, how terrifying, Director Li, do you think that by talking tough, others will be afraid of you?"
A cold woman's voice suddenly came from behind.
No one in the village had ever dared to talk to him so brazenly before.
Li Dahai turned around, stunned, and saw Zhao Lianhua approaching with a swaying gait.
"Zhao Lianhua, you filthy bitch, what are you stirring up here for?"
Li Ming naturally recognized Zhao Lianhua.
The notorious slut of the village.