Xia Yuquan had somehow also fallen to the ground.
She waved her hand, wanting to signify that she was fine.
However, Xia's mother began to scream like a madwoman, "My daughter is carrying the Xie family's flesh and blood in her womb. If anything happens to her, I won't let you get away with it!"
"What the hell does this have to do with Yaoyao?" shouted Song Niaoniao angrily.
Jiang Yaoyao also said, "If I'm not mistaken, it was you who pushed her away just now."
"That's still your fault!" Xia's mother was completely unreasonable. "You're just jealous my daughter is marrying Young Master Xie, harboring hatred in your heart. You were snatching our clothes just now and also provoked me on purpose. You clearly had ill intentions!"
Jiang Yaoyao was so angry she laughed.
That's why she never liked to argue with such shameless ruffians from the streets—because you never know how low they can stoop!