The girls stretched their arms and kicked, cornering Song Anjing to the edge of the restroom:
"You're still arguing? We caught you red-handed and you're still denying it?"
"Do you know how expensive this chocolate is? Thousands of bucks for a single piece, it's called the gold of chocolate!"
"This is what Wen Rou's boyfriend brought her when he returned from a business trip abroad. You can't buy this domestically, and even if you could, could someone as poor as you, who can only afford milk, afford it?"
"You say you didn't steal it? Then show us the overseas purchase record if you can!"
"If you can't, then kneel down and admit you're wrong!"
Song Anjing, forced to tears, bawled, "I, I don't have a purchase record, it was given to me by someone... sob..."
Among the girls, Yu Xiaochun sneered, "Who gave it to you, then? Tell us, which boy in the Pharmacy College is rich enough to gift you gold chocolate? If you have the guts, tell us, and we'll go find him."
