Zhou Lanfang was infuriated but still clear-headed as she stood, hands on hips, berating fiercely, "You wretched girl, you think by provoking me like this, I'll open the door? Dream on!"
She wasn't a fool. It was still early, and if she opened the door and let the little bastard out, all her efforts would be in vain.
Even if the little bastard tore the house down today, she wouldn't let the little bastard out.
Thinking you can compete with Siyu to go to school?
Maybe in your next life!
Unable to provoke Zhou Lanfang, Shen Mianmian didn't give up. She paced around the room, rummaging through everything, until finally, under the bed, she found an old axe.
