The man stood up nonchalantly and directly grabbed Pei Yiting's hair, causing Pei Yiting to groan in pain. Unable to bear the intense pain any longer, tears poured down his face.
"Crying?" The man holding his hair let out a low chuckle, seemingly pleased to see this scene.
Pei Yiting responded coldly, "You'd better pray that you don't fall into this young master's hands, or I'll make you pay back a hundredfold."
Though tears still hung on his eyes, his voice was as fierce as a wild beast when he spoke those words.
Indeed, he was from the Pei Family. Young as he was, he had a strong spirit.
But that very spirit happened to provoke the man.
"Stubborn as a dead duck," the man sneered, and slapped Pei Yiting's face hard.
With a crisp "slap," Pei Yiting's front tooth was sent flying.
That scene numbed Song Weiyi's heart.
This was too much bullying!
Those people didn't regard Yiting as a human being.
