Hao Yingqiang's face instantly turned pale hearing the woman's words.
He suddenly turned his head and questioned the old lady in disbelief, "You said I hit you?!"
The old lady looked at the woman fearfully, not daring to speak or look at Hao Yingqiang.
The woman bent down and asked, "Mom, tell me, did this little fatty hit you?"
The old lady hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Hao Yingqiang immediately felt the world spin. He did not expect to encounter the same thing one day. The previous lesson that echoed in his mind was not a warning, but a prophecy.
It was his retribution for being a good person!
"It wasn't me!" Hao Yingqiang felt that his words were too weak. He couldn't say anything else other than that.