However, Xiao Wei had still held back his strength, and although it looked severe, not a single drop of blood was shed, nor were any tendons or bones damaged.
Jian Shichu's coffee cup had reached the bottom, he put the coffee cup on the table, "That's enough."
Xiao Wei and Su Qinglan both let out sighs of relief.
Xiao Wei handed the belt back to Su Qinglan, slightly bowed to Jian Shichu, and left the office.
Holding the belt, Su Qinglan walked dejectedly to Jian Shichu's desk, "Seventh Brother."
Jian Shichu said, "Ah Lan, do you know why I hit you?"
Bowing his head, Su Qinglan replied, "I know, I did something wrong and I lied."
Oh my, oh my.
How embarrassing!
It felt like suddenly regressing to childhood, like a student standing in front of the head of student affairs, getting reprimanded.
Truly disgraceful!
He really wanted to find a stinky tofu to crash into and die!
"Ah Lan," Jian Shichu looked at him and slowly said, "What do you think about Big Brother Su?"
