"You're perfectly fine, not dead, so why is your boyfriend forcing me to drop out?"
Zhuang Lian forcefully shook off Zhou Ying's hand, rubbing the soreness: "Are you delusional or something? Who's forcing you to drop out?"
"There's no need to argue or deny it."
Miqi, Zhuang Lian's good friend, had just walked out of the school building and quickly ran over: "Don't you feel like being taught a lesson by the old man wasn't enough? Stop causing trouble."
Zhuang Lian knew that the "old man" Miqi referred to was Song Yan. Could it be that Song Yan... did he really say he was her boyfriend?
"Mind your own business, I just can't stand her, alright?"
Zhou Ying shouted defiantly, totally acting like a schoolyard bully.
"This whole thing is clearly your fault. If Lianlian is alright, you should be grateful, otherwise, I believe you won't just be persuaded to leave easily. There's a chance your family's company might go down too."
