"I know you really want to punch me, but unfortunately, you can't." Ye Chen seemed to see through Yan Ruyu's thoughts as he spoke languidly.
"You bastard!" Yan Ruyu was infuriated.
"Your waist-length hair, may I borrow it to mop the floor?" Ye Chen asked another question.
"What on earth do you want!" Yan Ruyu was going insane.
"Borrowing hair to mop the floor!" Ye Chen said.
"You..." Yan Ruyu's eyes reddened, and she was on the verge of crying—it was tears of frustration.
Ye Chen was really shameless and too good at bullying people, as never in her life had Yan Ruyu been treated this way.
"Alright then, if there's nothing else, you can leave now!" Seeing that things were turning nasty, Ye Chen immediately withdrew.
Ye Chen was a person who always sought revenge for the slightest grievance. Yan Ruyu had caused him trouble before, and now he was paying her back.
But even though jokes were fun, they shouldn't go too far.
