Ling Fei glared at him in anger: "I'm unlucky enough already, and you are still making sarcastic remarks? Are you purposely trying to provoke me?"
Song Tian Mo straightened his face, his handsome features looking stern as he said curtly, "You're indeed a bit unfortunate. You shouldn't have let that brat go, I would have given her a beating and made her spit out teeth all over the place! Tsk, we can't just let the clothes go like this, we have to make them pay! You're too soft-hearted, just letting them leave so easily."
Ling Fei simply could not stand his cool and arrogant demeanor, pointing at him as she laughed until her stomach hurt.
"Yes, I am soft-hearted, you're good! You're really good!"
Pei Qiu Yin, standing behind the emergency exit corridor, watched in shock as Ling Fei tipped back with laughter and her son, who despite his cold look had a faint smile on his face.
Fearing that Song Tian Mo would discover her.
She quietly moved back even further.