This can't be blamed on the sisters.
After all, they only ripped off a few pieces of clothing, they didn't actually take that vixen's life.
"Second sister, you and third sister throw that bitch out on the street. I'll take this bastard and leave first."
Ding Dalan glanced at Xu Chunxia, whose face had swollen like a pig's head and who had lost consciousness. She gave Ding Erlan a quick instruction, then twisted her husband Cheng Fuguo's ear and dragged him toward the door.
"Big sister, wait!"
Ding Erlan called after Ding Dalan.
"Second sister, if you have something to say, say it."
Ding Dalan turned her head.
"Should we strip more clothes off this vixen?"
Ding Erlan asked.
"Strip!"
Ding Dalan spat out the two words, didn't linger a second more, and dragged Cheng Fuguo out the door by his ear.
In just a moment, Ding Erlan had stripped Xu Chunxia until she was left with only her underwear. Seeing this, Ding Sanlan stopped her: "Second sister, that's enough!"
