"Right, Little Shan, even though Wu Damming has run away, his wife is still here. As the saying goes, 'The monk can run away, but the temple can't run with him.' We must make Jia Lanhua cough up the money."
"I've long seen that Jia Lanhua is no good, and I won't spare her today,"
A group of villagers spoke up, one after another.
Jiang Man wanted to rush forward but was held back by Qi Hong.
"What's the rush? Let's wait and see first. I want to see what this kid's capable of."
"Besides, you're a deputy director from the county. Can you even manage such trifling matters?"
Jiang Man was speechless and stood in place.
Zhang Xiaoshan listened to the villagers' rowdy words, his face growing increasingly angry.
Not to mention that Jia Lanhua was already his woman, even if she were someone else, he would still speak up for justice.
"Shut your mouths and take a good look at yourselves right now. How are you any different from Liu Qiang, who caused trouble today?"
