"You… should keep an eye on your son. Murong Ze pointed at Murong Cheng. "It's all because of that scoundrel, Nian Qingyun.
"Watch your words. Murong Ze rubbed her eyebrows. "Why did you bring her here?
Nian Junting chuckled, looking at Tang Ning. "Tell them the about rumors that you spread in school.
Tang Ning was trembling in fear at the sight of his cold, unforgiving gaze. "I was speaking… the truth.
"Yes, it was the truth, but we haven't heard it. Speak, Nian Junting said, tapping his fingers on the chair.
