"Who's the one acting crazy here?"
Yan Xinxin lifted her bright eyes, unwavering.
"Was last week's humiliation not enough for you? Do you think being richer than me gives you the right to keep provoking me?"
"You—"
Ling Siyu's face turned beet red with anger.
Seeing Yan Xinxin and Ling Siyu on the verge of clashing, the surrounding classmates gathered with an attitude of wanting to watch the drama unfold.
"Yan Xinxin, what are you showing off for! Do you really think you're Mo's future wife? Pfft! Right now, aren't you just a dirt-poor country bumpkin?"
She sneered scornfully, her laughter full of superiority.
"What's the matter? Feeling upset? Come on, bite me!"
Observing Ling Siyu's brazen arrogance, Yan Xinxin calmly and gracefully lifted her gaze, letting a faint smile play on her lips.
"When a dog bites me, I certainly won't bite back—but I will definitely break the dog's leg with a stick!"
