Su Chanjun hastily wrapped herself in a bedsheet and ran outside.
Xiao Guangchun had no choice but to roll himself in a bamboo mat and dash out as well.
But the people coming to put out the fire had already rushed over.
If they entered, their affair would be exposed; if they retreated, they would burn to death in the house, leaving them instantly despairing.
From a distance, Jiujiu lay low on the rooftop, hiding and watchful. Seeing Su Chanjun discovered by the crowd, subjected to insults, with some trying to rip the bedsheet off her, calling her a cheap whore while still feeling unappeased. This malicious old witch wanted to catch their entire family in one swoop; she deserved to be ruthlessly exterminated!
Qing Tao really wanted to look at those filthy scenes more, but thinking of the young lady, a tiny girl, she quickly insisted on taking her away.
"Whore! Slut! Shameless vile whore! Beat her to death!"
