But there was more irony and relief.
In the end, she took out the lighter in her hand and opened it. She looked coldly at Jiang Rongrong, who was hugging her legs.
"No! Fanxing, I beg you, you can't do this!"
"Your shamelessness has crossed my bottom line time and time again. I originally let you off because of Grandpa! But you're too restless. You're pushing your luck! Shameless! Don't you love money? I'll make you lose everything!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she pressed the lighter and the flame shot out. Without hesitation, she threw it at the curtains that were already covered in wine.
The flames leaped up and heat waves surged.
"No!!!!"
Jiang Rongrong screamed again as her eyes widened in fear. She was stunned for two seconds before she grabbed the teapot on the coffee table and threw it into the flames.
In the end, it was useless.
"Someone, put out the fire!"
