Thinking about how Ye Xingbei had been living at the mercy of others in the Ye Family before turning twenty-one, a hint of sympathy flashed in Gu Junzhu's eyes. He gently pinched her cheek and said, "Silly girl, there are many people in the world with twisted minds. For the good people, no reason justifies causing harm to others, but for those with malintent, they may perceive an innocent glance from you as an act of contempt or hostility. They hold a grudge against you and, given the opportunity, they will seek revenge and would even go as far as trying to kill you!"
Ye Xingbei: "...Okay, there are indeed such psychopaths!"
Recently she'd read a news alert on her phone: a landlord had rented his house, and when the landlord's wife went to collect the rent, the tenants had killed her.
When the landlord's daughter went looking for her mother, the tenants killed her too.
When the landlord went to find his wife and daughter, the tenants killed him.