It's just a few scratch marks, the skin isn't even broken!
And you call this "injured"?
Then what exactly do you call the injury his son suffered?!
The Ouyang Family Master was furious to the extreme.
Luo Qingtong, however, opened her mouth lazily.
"What about me? I'm injured too!"
"Ouyang Family Master, didn't you want me to prove that something happened to me?"
"Well, I've proved it!"
"These wounds were caused by that little fox."
As Luo Qingtong spoke, she turned her head to look at Feng Yuan and the others. "This little fox is yours, right? Hm?"
Qingtong's eyes lifted slightly at the corners.
Wasn't Feng Yuan dying to frame her?
As she wished!
"No! It's not ours!" Feng Yuan stared coldly at Luo Qingtong's little performance.
Did the other woman really think she could get away like this?
Pin the responsibility on that little fox, then indirectly shove it onto the Ouyang Family, to prove that Ouyang Shao made the move?
Keep dreaming!
Feng Yuan sneered coldly.
