She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Did you tell the teacher that I asked Yang Lili to write my homework and self-review for me?"

Li Jiayin never expected that even though she refused to admit it, her best friend would betray her.

Now her parents have been notified and her mother will come to the school tomorrow.

For the ladies in her mother's circle, it is a very shameful thing for their children to be asked to be parents.

She is almost out of pocket money for this month.

"Jia Yin, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the teacher to find out so quickly."

Yan Siyu lowered her eyes, looking guilty.

"I'm just explaining to you that you did this to help Yang Lili."

"Didn't you give her money?"

Li Jiayin opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

That’s right, she gave money to Yang Lili.

I gave it every time.

Only she knew that it was not help but a humiliation.

"Wasn't it you and the teacher who gave away Yang Lili?" Li Jiayin was a little unconvinced.

"How could I harm you?" Yan Siyu's eyes flickered. "Think carefully, could it be that other people know that you asked Yang Lili to write for you?"

After being reminded by her, Li Jiayin suddenly remembered someone.

"Yan Manshu!" She almost squeezed out Manshu's name from between her teeth.

"She was the one who saw me stop Yang Lili yesterday. I didn't expect that she was not only annoying, but also flirted with boys and liked to tell tales!"

There was no need to verify it. Li Jiayin remembered that all her bad luck was related to Manshu, and immediately blamed her for the crime.

Before Manshu could pack up and leave the classroom, he was stopped by Li Jiayin.

"Yan Manshu, was this a good deed of yours?"

"What?" Manshu felt confused.

She was still holding a piece of drawing paper in her hand, on which a rough outline of a red jade pendant had been drawn.

I am now busy packing up the draft and going back to continue working on it. I don't have time to chat with Li Jiayin here.

"Tell the teacher that I asked Yang Lili to write the self-criticism for me?" Li Jiayin stared at her viciously.

After Li Jiayin's yell, all the other students in the classroom looked at them.

Manshu laughed: "Student Li Jiayin, you are so funny. Don't say I didn't do it. Even if I did, so what? Have you forgotten that your self-review was originally an apology to me, but you asked someone to write it for you. Isn't that too insincere?"

"Who wants to apologize to you? Do you think you deserve it?" Li Jiayin felt furious at her smile.

When I thought about her hooking up with the boy I liked, I wanted to tear her face off.

Finally, his eyes fell on her draft paper.

His eyes rolled and he quickly snatched the draft paper.

Before Manshu could react, he tore it to pieces.

He also threw the crumbs at Manshu's face.

"Sincerity, this is my sincerity, do you feel it? Just think of it as paper money I'm throwing for you!"

Li Jiayin suddenly went crazy, and Manshu was completely stunned.

After realizing that she had torn up her design draft, his eyes became fierce.

Grabbing Li Jiayin's collar, he said in a cold voice: "Student Li Jiayin, do you know that you can't touch other people's things casually?"

"I just touched it, what can you do to me? Do you dare to hit me?"

Li Jiayin had no idea there was anything wrong.

Seeing that Manshu was angry, she looked very proud and smiled.

"It's just a piece of draft paper. You don't have to be so angry, do you?"

"Otherwise I'll compensate you with a piece of draft paper. I know your family is poor and can't afford draft paper. You're welcome!"

Li Jiayin tore up the draft paper on purpose because she treasured it so much.

She didn't even have time to see what was drawn on it.

But Yan Manshu’s angry look now made her feel particularly happy.