Zhao Mingfang was about to lose her temper, but she was strongly pulled back by Wang Fengmei.
"Mingfang, did I not explain to you on our way here? If you keep speaking in this manner, I will not bring you out the next time. You can stay at home every day and accompany your grandmother!" The hint of displeasure on Wang Fengmei's face conveyed an air of authority, giving her the stern aura of a strict mother in the eyes of the onlookers.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingfang promptly shut her mouth, but her gaze towards Feng Qingxue remained devoid of any goodwill.
It was chilling, much like the icy edges outside.
Feng Qingxue did not place the hostility shown towards her to heart. Her mentality was transparent, and her tactics were also limited.
