"Where did you hide all the money?"
"Fuck."
Chen Zhan, who had been ignored all along, took an aggressive step forward, reaching into the pocket of Lin Wei's school uniform.
This was a situation Lin Wei endured once a month, she was so used to it that she didn't even need to look at Chen Zhan; she knew his every move and timing.
She leisurely filled in another multiple-choice question, then poked the side of her body with the pen in her hand.
"Fuck!" Chen Zhan covered his sore backhand and jumped up: "Are you asking for a fight?"
Lin Wei put down her pen, pulled out her uniform pocket to show Chen Zhan: "I only have that twenty yuan, your father hasn't given me living expenses for this month yet, if you don't believe me, call and ask him."
Even though Lin Wei said this, she was thinking at the bottom of her heart, aren't you the one asking for a beating? If it wasn't for your dad, you would have been beaten numerous times by now.
