Grandma's, rich people's lives are just different, drinking fine tea and cracking seeds, this life is simply too good.
While spitting melon seeds onto the ground, he urged Dianzi, "Dianzi, hurry up, someone will come soon."
"I'll definitely speed up," Dianzi said, chuckling as he lunged at Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng dodged in fright and grabbed a nearby chair, her voice stuttering as she looked at him, "Don't come over... If you come over, I'll smash this chair at you."
"So, Xiaofeng, you might as well save your strength. I'm telling you, this guy is tough as nails, that chair in your hands won't do a thing to him. Don't believe me? Try smashing it. Remember, many have tried with large bricks and sticks, and he still came out of it all right." Dianzi was indeed Dianzi, having endured countless inhuman treatments, a mere girl like her was no match for him.
"Hehe, exactly." Dianzi drooled a bit, "A big chair can't trouble me."
