"Oh? You mean this little fox belongs to me?"
Qingtong looked at Feng Yuan.
"Isn’t it?"
Feng Yuan’s gaze was icy cold. She lifted her chin, looking down at Qingtong from on high.
"I picked up this little fox out of nowhere a few days ago."
"At the time I was still wondering, how could a Silver Fox like this suddenly show up at the Ouyang Family?"
"Now it seems this little fox was probably sent here by you on purpose, wasn’t it?"
"All just to win my sympathy, so you could keep this little fox in the Ouyang Family, and then on a big day like today, when we’re hosting guests, it suddenly rushes out to hurt people?"
As she spoke, Feng Yuan looked at Qingtong coldly and said in a deep voice, "Ninth Young Master, I don’t know what kind of grudge you and the Ouyang Family have, that you’d harm us like this?"
As she spoke, the expression on her face had already taken on a harsh edge.
"So, you’ve already decided that this little fox is mine?"
Qingtong’s expression didn’t change; she just looked at her lightly like that.
Anyone else, faced with something like this, would have already lost their temper.
At the very least, they would be a little startled, but Qingtong’s face didn’t show the slightest trace of emotion.
For a moment even Feng Yuan couldn’t quite figure out what Qingtong was trying to do.
Her gaze chilled slightly as she asked, "Isn’t it?"
"If it isn’t, Ninth Young Master, then how do you explain that this Silver Fox ran straight toward you the moment it saw you, and then deliberately lashed out and hurt someone!"
"Just now, while it was being punished, it was also staring desperately in your direction!"
"If Ninth Young Master insists on not admitting it, then please bring out the Silver Fox at your side!"
"If I’ve wronged you, I’ll apologize to you on the spot!"
Before Feng Yuan finished speaking, Qingtong’s voice had already sounded out coldly.
"You certainly should apologize to me!"
The other party just admitted it like that?
Feng Yuan looked at Qingtong, and for a moment she couldn’t get a word out.
Behind Qingtong, Lady Yan, Hu Zhongtian and the others were also suddenly taken aback.
When Feng Yuan had first opened her mouth to question Qingtong, they had already realized that the other side was deliberately targeting Qingtong!
Yet just like Feng Yuan, they couldn’t figure out why Qingtong would admit it so straightforwardly.
Wasn’t that handing the other side an opening to attack?
Thinking of this, Lady Yan couldn’t help but suddenly take a step forward, wanting to call out to Qingtong.
"My la—"
The words reached her lips, but in an instant it was as if she thought of something, and she forcibly swallowed them back down.
On Feng Yuan’s side, after an obvious moment of daze, she immediately knit her brows and looked at Qingtong, saying, "Ninth Young Master, what do you mean by this?"

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