"My daughter, who had a bright future ahead, died at your school. She was the hope of our entire family. You must take responsibility."
"Five million. Without five million, this matter won't be resolved." Tan Ying, her hands on her hips and her face fierce, said, "Given my daughter's looks, asking for five million in compensation is considered low. If she were alive, who knows how many more millions she could have earned in the future."
"Don't even think that I'm extorting you, and planning to send me to the police station. Jail is just jail; it won't be for long, and I'm not scared. Besides, my daughter died at your school. You're supposed to be responsible. Our family doesn't take public exams, so we're not afraid of that."
"My poor daughter, dying in such a bewildering manner, leaving behind our family, what are we supposed to do now..." Tan Ying sat heavily on the ground, crying inconsolably.
Su Youcheng was still wiping his tears at the side, looking pitifully desolate.
