"Who's the bastard that hit me?" an angry voice called out.
Xiao Fangfang clutched her head, cursing foully. When she looked up and saw Ye Xiong, the anger in her eyes erupted into violence. She picked up a book from the floor and threw it hard at him.
What the hell? Why is everyone crazier than the next? Has menopause come early or what?
Ye Xiong ducked again. The book slammed into the wall, its cover peeling off as it fell to the floor.
"Bastard! How dare you hit me!" Xiao Fangfang looked around, searching for another weapon.
Ye Xiong roared back, "You crazy woman, it wasn't me who hit you! What the hell do you want?"
"If you didn't do it, are you saying Xinyi did?"
Xiao Fangfang and Yang Xinyi had been friends since childhood. She knew Yang Xinyi's character well; though aloof, she was always refined and had never resorted to physical altercations, let alone throwing a book at someone. It had to be this guy's fault.
