Fu Ting Fell Off Her Horse in Front of Sixth Uncle [End]

As Jian Ning spoke, Fu Ting stared straight at her with her black deer eyes. Her usually clear and clean eyes were now dark.

The young girl was soft and cute, but the aura she emitted at this moment was shocking.

Song Jin, who was closest to Fu Ting, could clearly feel that Fu Ting was angered this time.

The next second, Fu Ting raised her hand and threw the autopsy report at Jian Ning.

Jian Ning couldn't dodge in time. The sharp edge of the report grazed her forehead.

Jian Ning raised her hand to cover the red bloodstain. She gasped in pain and looked at Fu Ting with fear." Fu Ting, how could you hit me?""

"Rebel, you're simply rebellious!" Professor Liang was also shocked. When he came back to his senses, he became even more furious." How dare you behave atrociously in my office!"

Fu Ting's cold eyes were full of sarcasm. She crossed her arms." You can make irresponsible remarks and slander me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"