Among the crowd, Zhang Yan was clenching her teeth, her eyes filled with spite as she stared at Chen Fan, mumbling under her breath, "You bastard, once my dad gets here, I'll definitely slap you a few times to vent all my anger!"
Chen Fan had an indifferent expression on his face, completely disregarding Zhang Yan.
Chen Yao was full of conflict, tugging at Chen Fan's sleeve, "Brother, do we really have to wait for her dad to come? Her dad is the director of the management office."
Chen Fan smiled, "Don't worry, after today, he won't be."
Chen Yao was taken aback, not understanding what Chen Fan meant.
Fang Chen, who had been hiding in the crowd from early on, disdainfully stared at Chen Fan, "What an idiot; why not just take the stone back and run away instead of waiting here? Isn't this just asking for trouble?"
