Ma Zhihao raised an eyebrow in displeasure: "Is it time for class?"
"The bell is about to ring," Li Ruyi chimed in softly.
Her seat had been taken over by Ma Zhihao, so she had no choice but to stand by.
Ma Zhihao looked up, glanced at Li Ruyi, and said, "How about I switch seats with you? I want to sit next to Tang Huai."
Li Ruyi looked a bit troubled: "I..."
"I'll give you a hundred yuan!" Ma Zhihao blurted out, pulling out a hundred-yuan bill and holding it up in front of Li Ruyi.
It was a crisp new bill, and Li Ruyi's eyes brightened at the sight of it.
"Not enough?" Ma Zhihao raised his eyebrow, adding generously: "I'll throw in another fifty!"
Li Ruyi: "..."
Just switching seats for 150 yuan, was this really that easy to earn?
Tang Huai merely glanced at the money in Ma Zhihao's hand, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"You don't have to switch, but I'll let the homeroom teacher know. Then you won't get a single penny," Ma Zhihao said irritably, eyeing Li Ruyi.
