"What does your mother have to do with me? I have chores to do, Scholar Tongsheng. I need to bring food to my family. Could you please step aside?" When Lin Zige saw his self-righteous face, anger welled up in her heart.
How could she have not realized how thick-skinned this scoundrel was before?
Actually dared to obscurely remark about his mother? Ma Zhicai was immediately outraged, "Lin Zige, you are a young lady. Avoid using offensive language indiscriminately. It reflects poorly on your upbringing."
"Who do you think you are to admonish me?" This made Lin Zige even more furious. She had just gone out to deliver food and was inexplicably stopped by this bastard. She had no idea what he was trying to achieve. "If you want to talk about lack of manners, I think you wouldn't have learned any better growing up with your parents. I even doubt if anything you learned in school has become beneficial or simply been fed to dogs."