Wang Yong: "At that time, Wu Yunzhi glared at Cui Yu, and Cui Yu said his gaze was like a widow abandoned by Wang Mazi in the village, so Wu Yunzhi immediately stopped looking."
Lin Zida laughed.
Yang Qian listened to their conversation, and didn't understand.
Whenever Wang Yong spoke, he occasionally glanced at Yang Qian, thinking she looked quite nice, seemed to be wearing makeup, but is unaware she's a college student.
Zhuang Jianhui, having weathered storms, was quite calm now: "He'll have a good time in the future."
No matter how powerful his family is, they can't crush or cripple Wu Yunzhi under everyone's watch.
But, like this, slowly cutting off everything he relies on, watching him fall into despair, is also a kind of cruelty.
After talking about Wu Yunzhi for a while, Wang Yong asked: "Brother Hui, you're not going back to Fourth Middle School this semester, right?"
Zhuang Jianhui: "No, it's almost the end of term next week."
