Seeing Song Yueqin getting angry, Yang Erdan quickly said, "Don't be angry, I of course know, your mom doesn't stoop to their level."
"What good does your knowing do? The whole village doesn't think so."
"So what do you want to do?" Yang Erdan knew Song Yueqin's temper; by the look of it, she couldn't swallow this insult.
"I want to give An Hao a proper set down." She had been suppressed by her for so many years and couldn't bear it any longer.
"You better stop right there." Yang Erdan was already too scared to cause trouble with the An family anymore.
"Why?"
"Did you get hit on the head or something? What good does it do you to oppose the An family? Even if you win an argument openly, what's the use? Won't you just get fixed by them afterwards?" Yang Erdan had learned his lesson.
Even a fool knows not to stumble in the same place over and over.
He had no idea what was wrong with the Song family. They just had to lock horns with others!
