Ye Fei sat aside with a cold eye, watching Wu Xiuhua drag Song Zirong out to pick a fight, but a cold light flashed in the depths of his gaze.
Although Ye Fei hadn't gone to see the commotion himself, it wasn't hard to tell from Wu Xiuhua's usual behavior that the situation was definitely not as simple as Wu Xiuhua claimed.
Just then, a girl's scream sounded from the corridor outside.
"Ah..."
Soon after, Wu Xiuhua's angry cursing followed.
"Little bitch, you dare hit me!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"How dare you bully a member of the Song Family in Jiangzhou; who gave you the audacity!"
Next came Song Zirong's overbearing and angry scolding.
"Stinky wench, you dare hit my mom, looking for death!"
Slap, slap...
Moments later, Song Zirong walked in like a victorious rooster.
Following him was a smug Wu Xiuhua.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Song Zirong smiled faintly and said, "Everyone, it's all good now!"
"Just some blind wench, who apologized after I gave her a beating!"