Zhao Mingzhe roared furiously.
"Qin Zhengrong, who do you think you are? You think you're all that because you're holding One Hundred Thousand Yuan? Let everyone judge, who's right and wrong in this case! Aren't you just jealous that I have better grades than you, that I'm favored in front of the teacher?! You rely on your cousin's presence to try to use money to humiliate me, no way!"
Saying these things was not satisfying enough, Zhao Mingzhe continued.
"Qin Zhengrong, no matter how much money your family has, it can't change the fact that your cousin is a jinx, and you're a failure! If you have the guts, hit me with your grades, what kind of man resorts to violence!"
"Oh wow!" Gu Xiaoer chuckled lightly as if she'd heard a joke.
Young and impulsive, thinking he is a champion of justice, unaware that he's already blinded by money.
She glanced lightly at Zhao Mingzhe, her calm demeanor forming a stark contrast with his furious state.
