She was a middle-aged woman around forty, sporting the latest trendy wavy curls and clad in fur, adorned with a considerable number of precious jewelry pieces, looking quite graceful and luxurious. However, at this moment, upon seeing the girl sprawled on the ground, her refined makeup seemed somewhat distorted.
Sister Wang stopped again, and had no choice but to explain to the woman who rushed over, "Miss, about this matter, please let me explain."
"Explain what? Is it her again? Is she bullying my daughter again?"
But this woman didn't even wait to hear Sister Wang out. As she rushed over and helped her daughter up from the ground, she saw Ye Ning in the wheelchair being pushed by Sister Wang. Instantly, her gaze fixed on her, becoming even more ferocious.
Ye Ning didn't recognize her, and feeling a bit unhappy with her appearance, asked, "Sister Wang, who is this woman?"
"Who am I? You're asking me who I am?"
