The mesh bag slipped from her hands. Wen Xingnan clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug deep into her palms, yet she didn't feel a hint of pain.
"This is too much. It's simply too much." Wen Xingnan charged forward like a madwoman, ripping down the paper pasted on the outer wall. Furious, she tore it into shreds, threw the pieces onto the ground, and stomped on them to vent her anger.
"You guys are going too far. Why? What gives you the right to treat me like this?" Wen Xingnan's choked sobs were laced with grievance, resentment, and bitter reluctance.
After venting for a while, Wen Xingnan tried to tear down the other two sheets of paper. Because of the height difference, she easily ripped down the one Qin Mei had pasted. However, Jie Jinghun was tall, and Jie Jingchen had specifically reminded him to paste it higher up. Even if Wen Xingnan jumped, she would still fall far short of reaching it.
She tried several times, but all her attempts ended in failure.
