Yao Dazhuang was just like his name suggested: tall and robust.
His father was a housekeeper. He had been hanging around the kitchen of the Xi family since he was young, eating well and growing strong. He liked to show off and be aggressive, and he mixed well with people outside, making most of his classmates in senior year fear him a bit.
If he slapped down, not to mention Wu Qianman, even a boy would have half his face covered in blood.
Wu Qianman was crying miserably, yet her bright eyes were still pleading: "Don't make trouble for Zuzi. This exam is very important, she really can't miss it, otherwise Zhang Bin will make her, make her stream alive... I beg you..."
Yao Dazhuang had a soft spot only for the girl he had secretly admired since childhood, Xi Ruzhu. On hearing these words, he didn't soften at all, and his ruthless slap was about to hit Wu Qianman's teary little face without hesitation!
There was a fierce "slap!"
Wu Qianman closed her eyes in fear.
