Song Ning sighed inwardly. 'Jiahui is going to say that I'm slow on the draw again.'
As expected, An Jiahui glared at Song Ning with her big and round eyes as she scolded, "Song Ning, are you a fool? Why are you just standing still when they're scolding you like this? Is there a need for you to be polite to this group of idiots?"
Song Ning thought to herself, 'I wasn't planning on being polite. However, you've already acted before I had a chance to act!'
"Hey! How can you splash the coffee on us! You stained my uniform!"
"My makeup is ruined!"
"Hey, isn't this An Jiahui? What's the matter? You think you're hot stuff just because your father is the principal? Do you think you can do whatever you want?
"An Jiahui, you've crossed the line! We are going to lodge a complaint against you! Just you wait! Let's see if your father punishes you!"
All of a sudden, the women began screaming again.
