"Classmate, the school hunk didn't do it on purpose, how can you deliberately try to hit him."
The scheming woman panicked, speaking with a heartache.
"Not willing? If you're not willing, forget it. I thought you were so sincere, turns out you lack sincerity!"
The rich girl sneered.
The scumbag man's face turned green. Deserving of the title, his expression changed in an instant, but he quickly steadied himself and put on a smile.
He handed the ball to the rich girl, "If hitting me will make you forgive me, classmate, go ahead and hit me."
Rich girl..., this is assuming I won't hit you. I'm not the same person I was in my past life. This lifetime, I've seen through your faces, your malicious thoughts.
Outside the court, as the event unfolded, gradually, many people gathered around.
When people see a commotion, they'll always become spectators.
