Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Lang Yue heard this in the house and was shaking with anger. He and Jiang Han truly loved each other, and this old woman could not understand their feelings at all.

And this house was clearly given to him by his parents, and he had never spent Jiang Han's money. He couldn't even spend all the family's annual dividends, so there was no need for him to spend other people's money.

"Come out! Don't think you can hide forever. This house belongs to my son. I, as his mother, haven't moved in yet. Why should you, a bastard, live here? Bah! Baogen, go catch that shameless guy!"

Jiang's mother scolded for a long time, but didn't see Langyue, so she asked Baogen to go in and search for him.

"What are you doing? This is a private gallery, don't barge in!"

The gallery staff stopped the mother and son. They were almost mad with anger. They had never seen such rude and unreasonable people. Their insults were so dirty.

"I'm your boss's mother. This gallery is my home. I can go in if I want. Who dares to stop me?"

Jiang's mother was very confident. This was her son's house. As a mother, it was only natural for her to enter her own son's house. No one, not even the Lord, had the right to stop her!

"My eldest brother is Jiang Han, the owner of this gallery. Do you still want to work here? Get out of the way!"

Baogen is even more arrogant. He has already put himself in the role of the second owner of the gallery and adapted to it perfectly. He is even planning how to enjoy the rest of his life.

"I am the owner of the gallery, and this house is mine too. If you continue to make trouble, I will report it to the police!"

Lang Yue came out, his fair face flushed with anger. He pointed at the mother and son and warned them.

If you make trouble again, he won't be polite!

"Bah, you bastard, you are so shameless, you are obviously my son's, look at your frivolous behavior, no wonder my son is so obsessed with you, even ignoring his own mother and brother, I will beat you to death, you bastard!"

Jiang's mother slapped him, and a bright red handmark immediately appeared on Langyue's white and tender hand. Before he could react, Jiang's mother grabbed him by the collar and was about to slap him in the face.

"Bad guy, let go of Teacher Kailang!"

Xiaoyu rushed over, but Jiang Dongmei ran faster than him.

The skinny little Jiang Dongmei's eyes turned red. She rushed over without saying a word, slammed into Jiang's mother and bit her hand tightly.

At this moment, Jiang Dongmei had only one thought - bite this bad woman to death!

Although the time at Langyue was short, Jiang Dongmei knew what happiness was. She liked Teacher Lang, Xiaoyu, and everyone in the gallery.

In her heart, this gallery is her paradise, and Jiang's mother is the destroyer. She will never let this old witch succeed!

"Oh, you little bastard let me go, Baogen!"

Jiang's mother's arm was bitten so hard that it hurt so much. She couldn't shake Jiang Dongmei off, and kicking her was useless. The little girl seemed to be stuck to her arm, with blood coming out of her mouth. She glared at her with hatred with her black eyes, making her back feel cold.

Baogen came over cursing and raised his fist to teach Jiang Dongmei a lesson. Xiaoyu and Langyue hugged him and the three of them wrestled together. The gallery staff also joined in, and the scene became a mess.

Xia Qingqing arrived at this time. On the way, she told the six women about how Jiang's mother abandoned her son and ignored him.

After getting off the car, the six women rushed into the battlefield in high spirits.

Langyue and the gallery employees were all gentlemen and not good at fighting. Even though they outnumbered them, they only managed to draw with Baogen.

Jiang's mother was worried that her precious son would suffer, so she beat Jiang Dongmei hard in anxiety.

"Let go, little bitch. I'll beat you to death, you little beast. Let go now..."

Jiang's mother's attacks became more and more severe, but Jiang Dongmei seemed to be insensitive to the pain and refused to let go.

"You are old, do you have the shame to bully a child? Come at me if you can!"

A woman rushed over and slapped Jiang's mother twice without saying a word. There were bright red slap marks on both sides of Jiang's mother's face, which were very symmetrical.

"Relax, little girl!"

The woman softened her voice and patted Jiang Dongmei's head gently, afraid of scaring her.

Jiang Dongmei still didn't let go. Her mind was blank and she couldn't hear any sound. She had only one thought in her mind, which was to bite Jiang's mother to death.

Xia Qingqing walked over and tapped the little girl's ribs. Jiang Dongmei's body softened and she fell into her arms.

"You and your employees, get out of the way and don't affect my people's performance!"

Xia Qingqing asked Lang Yue to call out the employees of the gallery. These people were very polite and were not very good at fighting. Several of them could not defeat one Bao Gen.

The battlefield was finally cleaned up. Lang Yue and his employees all looked disheveled, with messy hair, buttons on their clothes falling off, and one young man even had several scratches on his face.

Even worse off was another young man. He was severely myopic and his glasses were knocked off by Bao Gen and trampled into pieces in the chaos. Now he was like a blind man, everything he saw was blurry, and he could only rely on listening to sounds to determine his position.

The battlefield was cleared and became the home turf of the six women. Under their suppression, the mother and son were more obedient than kittens.

"How dare you, you shameless old woman, to make such a scene? Twenty years ago, your husband died and your eldest son was only six years old, but you, an old whore, couldn't wait any longer. Before your husband's body was even cold, you took away the food in the house, left your six-year-old son behind, ran off with your lover, and gave birth to this little bastard who is just as shameless as you!"

Woman A grabbed Jiang's mother by the collar, cursed her, and then slapped her in the face.

Baogen wanted to save his mother, but the other five women easily pinned him down. Yes, they pinned him down.

One woman sat on his face, and the remaining four held down his limbs. He was pinned down so tightly that he couldn't move, and he didn't even dare to breathe. The old woman sitting on his face had a foul odor that suffocated him.

"I didn't... wuwu..."

Jiang's mother wanted to explain that she was remarrying and not eloping with her lover, but Woman A did not give her a chance to explain. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was slapped several more times, and her face hurt more than if it were on fire.

"Even if you don't admit it, you can't change the fact that you abandoned your son. You and your mistress lived comfortably, but you never thought about how your six-year-old son would live alone? In the past twenty years, you haven't brought back a single grain of rice or a single penny. You were married in the next village, and it only takes an hour to walk there, but you haven't gone back to see him once in twenty years. You are more poisonous than a cobra. How can you have the nerve to ask your eldest son for money now?"

Woman A spoke fluently without a word of nonsense, and she scolded Jiang's mother so much that she was speechless.

The onlookers were talking about it and looked at the mother and son with contempt.

Originally I thought Jiang Han was really a traitor who didn't recognize his mother and brother after becoming rich, but it turns out there is a hidden story behind this.

The six-year-old child has no father or mother, and we don’t know how much suffering the mother has endured to get to where he is today. The mother has not fulfilled her obligation to raise her son. Now that her son has become successful, she shamelessly comes to ask for benefits with her lover’s son. She is so shameless!

With the participation of six women, the situation suddenly turned around. The onlookers all sided with Jiang Han and accused Jiang's mother of being shameless.