Lin Yin dodged easily and walked closer to the mother and daughter. She lowered her voice and said slowly, "I told you to look after your precious daughter. I'm afraid you haven't seen true viciousness!"
Lin Yin picked up the teapot and smashed it in front of Su Fei.
"Ah!"
Although she was not hurt by the flying porcelain pieces, the hot water from the teapot still splashed on Su Fei's calf.
"How dare you!" Chu Yun raised her hand to slap Lin Yin, but Lin Yin grabbed her wrist tightly.
"You said that I climbed out of a mud pit. I have nothing to lose. If you make me angry, let's go to hell together!" Lin Yin's gaze was terrifyingly cold. Chu Yun panicked under her gaze.
Lin Yin threw Chu Yun back onto the sofa and walked up to the second floor without looking back.
Chu Yun felt a trace of fear because of Lin Yin's gaze just now. She was clearly 17 or 18 years old, so why did she have such an unfathomable gaze?
