Chi Zaozao cried.
It was Ye Que who made her cry.
All through her life, no matter what she did, no matter how outrageous it was, he had never laid a hand on her, yet today...
Moreover, she was already eighteen, and he was spanking her like this.
She knew she was wrong, she shouldn't have skipped class, but how could he bear to hit her like that?
Chi Zaozao sobbed grievously, tears falling like broken strands of pearls.
Ye Que threw down the ruler, and seeing her tears cascading down, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of heartache, asking coldly, "Do you still have the nerve to cry?"
She bit her lip, wiping the tears from her face.
Ye Que sat down and began to question her, "Why didn't you come to class?"
She clammed up, not answering, feeling resentful. Her butt hurt now, and she didn't want to pay him any attention.
"Are you going to talk or not?" He picked up the ruler again, ready to hit her if she remained silent.
Chi Zaozao turned her head away, refusing to speak.
