Tang Huai circled around Tang Youming, slowly walking towards Yang Hongxing.
She squatted down, sizing up Yang Hongxing.
Yang Hongxing really had severe diarrhea, and seeing Tang Huai made her even angrier and more upset, causing her stomach to hurt, and she needed to run to the bathroom again.
"Heh heh..." Tang Huai saw Yang Hongxing dash into the restroom of her own shop and let out a cold laugh.
She sat cross-legged, very patiently waiting for Yang Hongxing to return.
The onlookers, for some unknown reason, felt her presence was quite imposing.
Yang Jinghai walked over, standing behind her, angrily said, "That woman doesn't look like she's been poisoned at all!"
"Grandfather, don't be anxious," Tang Huai replied calmly, with a faint smile on her lips, which made her appear even more stunningly cold.
"How can I not be anxious? I feel like strangling someone right now!" Yang Jinghai clenched his fists tightly.
Tang Huai just smiled faintly at this.
