It was the head of the Yang family.
At this moment, he had a face full of anger as he walked in with murderous intent.
His gaze swept over the few of them one by one.
In the end, his sharp gaze fell on Qin Yiyi, who was the only one sitting in the room.
With a sneer, his gaze was filled with condescension.
"You are Qin Yiyi, the one who hit my son?"
Qin Yiyi lowered her head and drank two mouthfuls of tea. When the Yang family's patriarch almost ran out of patience, she slowly raised her head and smiled.
"Mister, who are you? Is there something you need from me?"
The Yang family's patriarch was dazzled by Qin Yiyi's smile.
He was even stunned in his heart. This girl didn't seem to have any offensive power...
But thinking about it, it didn't seem like she was the one who attacked!
He instantly came back to his senses.
