After driving Shen Huan away, today was supposed to go smoothly, but it still fell apart during the last class.
The boy in the front row's pen dropped to the back and he asked her to pick it up for him.
Anjiu picked it up for him.
Not long after, his pen dropped again.
Having no other choice, she picked it up once more.
The third time, she picked it up again.
The fourth time, Anjiu slammed her desk and stood up, grabbing the boy by his collar, "Looking for trouble, huh!"
The entire room was shocked, and the boy was even more incredulous, not expecting such a fierce character behind her demure appearance; he wilted on the spot.
Later, when she went home after school and told Fu Chenshang about the incident, he just smiled ambiguously, "Don't forget you already have me, from now on, you can't accept anyone else's pursuit, no matter who it is."
Anjiu didn't understand, wondering how the conversation took this turn.
