"But why do I feel it's not that simple? Look at your clothes and shoes, they are brands I only see on TV, all quite valuable." The person said discontentedly, "How could you possibly have just a little pocket money?"
"My family doesn't want me to develop a habit of luxury," Muci said lightly.
The other's face visibly sagged, "I think you just don't want to give them to us. How about this, give me your clothes and we'll call it even."
As they spoke, they moved to grab Muci's clothes. Muci, startled, hurriedly backed away, "No way."
If he went back like this, Mommy would definitely find out.
They had all been very busy recently, and he didn't want to cause them any more trouble.
"I said give them to us," the patience of those people was limited, and they directly started to get physical on the wooden playground.
They were a group of middle school students, and dealing with a little one like Muci was all too easy.
