"I said, he might just be throwing a tantrum, kids are all like this." Mrs. Song glared at Song Tingfan several times, signaling him to step aside quickly.
Song Tingfan didn't move, raising his voice angrily, "I said Madam Tingfan is not marrying! You all leave! If you don't go, I'll start hitting people."
In Mrs. Song's heart, Song Tingfan surely wouldn't dare to hit her. She put her hands on her hips, scolding him fiercely, "What? Could it be you have feelings for her? I think your head is full of wood; with one less person at home, it's much easier!"
She only cared that Song's second family had money and unconsciously ignored the fact that this household was single-handedly supported by Lin Qiao.
Song Qin didn't expect the sister-in-law to come; she was so angry she was trembling, "What do you want! Have you gone mad? Hurry up and take the people away, or don't blame this old lady for hitting you."
