"What nonsense are you spouting!" Tang Siqi became agitated, her hands trembling as she pointed at Ye Ranran. "I don't know anything about what happened at school!
It must be because you offended someone. That's why they came to bully your son and left poisonous snakes for your daughter!"
Ye Ranran's smile remained unchanged, her fingers curling tightly and making a cracking sound.
First, you claim ignorance of the school affairs; next, you bring up the venomous snake issue.
Tang Siqi, how afraid are you that I won't figure out this all ties back to you?
"Siqi, there's no need to waste so many words on her!" Tang Younian stepped forward, grabbed Tang Siqi, shielding her behind him, and then turned abruptly to look at the rooftop.
Enraged beyond control, he roared, "An Ying, you fool! Get down here and kill this wretched woman for me!"
The man on the roof wore a smoke-gray shirt, one hand stuffed into his pocket—a pocket noticeably bulging, evidently concealing a weapon.