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Upon hearing that familiar voice, Fu Ximing, who was inside the classroom, completely froze.


Why is Liu Zongming's phone in the hands of this bastard?


Fu Jiu laughed before she said in a beautiful and deep voice, “To be honest, I wonder if you feel embarrassed or not when people call you Young Master Fu. Don't you feel your face slapped? Your name is not and will never be on the Fu family tree. Why so? Oh, I remember now, because your mother was just a mistress who would never be able to enter the family legally, even though she had been planning that for years. How sad!"


"You!" Fu Ximing stood up furiously. His fingers stopped and tightly squeezed the pencil in his hand. Making a sound like he was gritting his teeth, he replied, “Fu Jiu, who do you think you are? Who do you think your pathetic mother is? His whole family is from the countryside. I wanted to dump her for so long, only your mother survived without shame. Don't think too much about yourself! You're just a loser who can't do anything about your mother's company collapsing other than look. How dare you brag in front of me! Where did you get your confidence? ”


Compared to Fu Ximing's angry tone, Fu Jiu sounded much more relaxed. “Fu Ximing, go back and tell Fu Zhongyi to return the shares and property, then my mother will immediately dump him with mercy. Just use your brain and see who's clinging to things that don't belong to her. After all, Fu B*st*rd, if you want to fight, do it yourself, and don't make jokes by having someone else do it like a coward!”


Fu Jiu hung up the phone after that and threw the phone back into Liu Zongming's arms. He tilted his head to the side and put on his mask back, only revealing his eyes that were still sparkling with the rest of the evil. He casually put his hand into the pocket of his uniform as he slowly walked out of the alley. The view of his back is a sight to behold. As if he had never beaten anyone, he fed the little kitten by the side of the road as he exited.


Fu Ximing exploded in anger. That pretty face is cold. He wanted to retaliate but realized that Fu Jiu had left, making him even more furious. When he called back, Liu Zongming picked him up instead.


He just stood up from the ground. "Young Master Fu."


"What's going on?" Fu Ximing lowered his voice. His eyes are so evil. “How did that trash call me with your phone? Didn't you tell me that you've already finished everything? ”


"Enough." The more Fu Ximing listened, the more poisonous his eyes became. “Everyone knows how useless those perverts are. Seven or eight people can't surround him, you say? Don't talk nonsense, you're useless!”


“Young Master Fu, really, I'm not trying to get out of this. This gay is really hard to deal with now!” Liu Zongming tried hard to explain, but the arrogant and frustrated Fu Ximing was unwilling to listen to his speech at all.


Fu Ximing could never accept that he had spent so much money on hiring people to give Fu Jiu a lesson, but in the end, Fu Jiu called him by his person's phone!


To Fu Ximing, this was an insulting slap.


His face was burning with anger and rage. Even when he sat back in his chair, his anger still had not subsided.


At the same time, the First High School students continued to flock to the examination hall.


The monthly exam, which will decide whether Fu Jiu can participate in the game contest or not, officially begins ...