"How come it's you guys?" The middle-aged woman was somewhat surprised to see Song Yan Ning and her three companions.
"Well if it isn't us? We haven't had enough commotion at the mall, now here we are causing more trouble." Ye Shuangshuang glared fiercely at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman snorted coldly and turned to Lin Xiu, "Your son scratched my son, how do you plan to deal with it?" She couldn't be bothered to argue with a little girl, dealing with her son's situation was the most important matter at hand.
"Teacher, what happened?" Lin Xiu didn't pay attention to the middle-aged woman, patted her son who had rushed into her arms, and looked at Teacher Xu for an explanation.
