Isn't he still a high school kid?
They always beat people whenever they wanted to .
So when he beats someone, he destroys all evidence?
Liu Zongming thought this through and didn't feel any better . Rather, cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck little by little .
He finally noticed that nobody would even pass through here--which meant, nobody was going to save him!
Fu Jiu was still half-smiling, and her long legs blocked Liu Zongming's only way out . Those handsome, crafty eyes made people feel extra pressured .
Liu Zongming couldn't stand up, and he stuttered as he tried to explain, "Fu Jiu, we, we are classmates . It's normal for classmates to fight a little sometimes . It was my fault for lynching you, I apologize . No matter what, the exams are starting soon . It's not, not good to be late!"
After hearing what he said, Fu Jiu raised her beautiful eyebrows . "Well, your attitude when confessing is nice, but that was not just a small fight between us . "
As she was talking, she reached her hand out . Her silver hair shifted slightly as she dragged Liu Zongming directly over by his collar . She lowered her handsome face closer to him . "You tricked me on purpose, didn't you? And you want me to let you get away with it, fine . Get your phone out and call the one who was behind this . "
Liu Zongming's eyes were shocked . "What, what behind this?"
"Student Liu . " Fu Jiu laughed slowly, and she patted his face with her right hand . "I'm not a very patient person . Are you calling him or not?"
Liu Zongming didn't say a word .
Fu Jiu wasn't in the mood to waste her time . She bent her right leg, preparing to fix him up again .
Liu Zongming hurriedly straightened his arms and shouted, "I'll call, call!"
Fu Jiu laughed and threw him against the wall .
Liu Zongming knew that there was no way to escape . With the way "he" was now, if he didn't call, Fu Jiu would really beat him to death!
In fact, Liu Zongming already felt pain all over his body . He didn't understand why he wasn't bleeding after being beaten up like that, but his trembling finger on the phone revealed his true condition . He was quivering from the pain all over his body .
On the other end of the call, Fu Ximing was curious as to why Liu Zongming called at this time .
He put his pencil bag on the wooden desk and answered with an arrogant voice . "What is it?"
"Young, Young Master Fu . . . " Liu Zongming's breathing was shaky .
Fu Ximing frowned . "Where are you now? Why do you sound this way?"
Liu Zongming wanted to speak up .
Fu Jiu tapped on his wrist and spread her left hand open with a sly smile, indicating for him give the phone to her .
Liu Zongming didn't dare to refuse .
He realized that, when Fu Jiu was angry, "he" naturally carried a scary sense of coldness . Even though "he" was smiling, "his" eyes were black like endless dark nights—completely empty and utterly sharp .
Liu Zongming's hands were shaking as he put his phone on Fu Jiu's palm .
Fu Jiu took the phone and curled her lips upwards . She put the phone next to her left ear, while her right leg remained in the same position . Her voice was freezing, but she still looked very handsome . "Fu Ximing . . . "
You . You . Liu Zongming was truly scared this time . The way Fu Jiu looked at him at this moment reminded him of the gaze of a thin reptile lurking in the dark, and Fu Jius words were too scary to think about . Could it be that even if Fu Jiu beat him to death, he was not going to be held responsible? Isnt he still a high school kid? They always beat people whenever they wanted to . So when he beats someone, he destroys all evidence? Liu Zongming thought this through and didnt feel any better . Rather, cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck little by little . He finally noticed that nobody would even pass through here--which meant, nobody was going to save him! Fu Jiu was still half-smiling, and her long legs blocked Liu Zongmings only way out . Those handsome, crafty eyes made people feel extra pressured . Liu Zongming couldnt stand up, and he stuttered as he tried to explain, Fu Jiu, we, we are classmates . Its normal for classmates to fight a little sometimes . It was my fault for lynching you, I apologize . No matter what, the exams are starting soon . Its not, not good to be late! After hearing what he said, Fu Jiu raised her beautiful eyebrows . Well, your attitude when confessing is nice, but that was not just a small fight between us . As she was talking, she reached her hand out . Her silver hair shifted slightly as she dragged Liu Zongming directly over by his collar . She lowered her handsome face closer to him . You tricked me on purpose, didnt you? And you want me to let you get away with it, fine . Get your phone out and call the one who was behind this . Liu Zongmings eyes were shocked . What, what behind this? Student Liu . Fu Jiu laughed slowly, and she patted his face with her right hand . Im not a very patient person . Are you calling him or not? Liu Zongming didnt say a word . Fu Jiu wasnt in the mood to waste her time . She bent her right leg, preparing to fix him up again . Liu Zongming hurriedly straightened his arms and shouted, Ill call, call! Fu Jiu laughed and threw him against the wall . Liu Zongming knew that there was no way to escape . With the way he was now, if he didnt call, Fu Jiu would really beat him to death! In fact, Liu Zongming already felt pain all over his body . He didnt understand why he wasnt bleeding after being beaten up like that, but his trembling finger on the phone revealed his true condition . He was quivering from the pain all over his body . On the other end of the call, Fu Ximing was curious as to why Liu Zongming called at this time . He put his pencil bag on the wooden desk and answered with an arrogant voice . What is it? Young, Young Master Fu . Liu Zongmings breathing was shaky . Fu Ximing frowned . Where are you now? Why do you sound this way? Liu Zongming wanted to speak up . Fu Jiu tapped on his wrist and spread her left hand open with a sly smile, indicating for him give the phone to her . Liu Zongming didnt dare to refuse . He realized that, when Fu Jiu was angry, he naturally carried a scary sense of coldness . Even though he was smiling, his eyes were black like endless dark nights—completely empty and utterly sharp . Liu Zongmings hands were shaking as he put his phone on Fu Jius palm . Fu Jiu took the phone and curled her lips upwards . She put the phone next to her left ear, while her right leg remained in the same position . Her voice was freezing, but she still looked very handsome . Fu Ximing .
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