"You didn't even leave your name and address, how am I supposed to know who you are? You keep sneaking things into my drawer, I can't even give you the money. Alright, come out here right now, I'll give you the money for the chocolates. I've counted them, there are ninety-nine chocolates in total. I don't know what brand they are, Friendship Store doesn't sell them, so I'll just charge the most expensive one, ten yuan each, that's nine hundred and ninety in total, rounded up to one thousand yuan, no refunds or additional charges!"

Wuchen rattled off a series of calculations, stunning everyone. Then she pulled out a stack of bright red banknotes from her schoolbag, making the teachers' eyes redden and their hearts ache.

Damn it, one student's wallet is richer than their teacher's! This is unbearable!

The boy's mother was also quite surprised. This unexpected turn of events improved her impression of Wuchen considerably. Although she was a bit fierce, she wasn't the kind of girl who would covet small gains. Moreover, her family must be quite well-off; otherwise, what kind of child could casually give out a thousand yuan in pocket money?

But the boy still refused to come out, so Wuchen got angry and rushed into the toilet and dragged the boy out.

"You're getting cocky, aren't you? I just scared you a little. Take the money and get home. Next time, sell me your chocolate. Your chocolate is pretty good."

Ye Qingqing couldn't bear to watch anymore; this brat was just making a fool of herself.

“I won’t sell it, and I don’t want your money. My family’s chocolates are priceless, and a thousand yuan isn’t enough for you.” The boy got excited too. He felt that Wuchen’s offer of money was a defilement of his pure feelings, and he would rather die than submit.

"You're trying to scam me? I went to the Friendship Department Store and asked. Your chocolates are from Belgium, and they're about ten yuan a piece. It's only because you can't buy them here in Pingjiang that I need you to sell them to me. Are you going to sell them to me or not?"

"No, no, we won't sell them. Our chocolates aren't for sale, we'll just give them away!"

"Then you take it to me!"

"I'm not giving you a gift. You don't even like me, so why should I?"

"Are you even a man? You're more petty than a chicken! Einstein said that there can be pure friendship between men and women. I'll be your buddy, and I'll protect you from now on. Nobody will dare to bully you!" Wuchen said with boundless pride.

The teachers were all completely baffled. When did Einstein say that?

But they didn't dare say that Wuchen was wrong. What if Einstein really said that? It would be better to go back and check the information.

"I don't want to be your buddy, let me go!" The boy was filled with shame and indignation. He was being lifted up in mid-air like a chick by a girl who was even shorter than him.

And it happened in front of his teacher and mother. Fortunately, his classmates were all in class, which made him feel a little better.

With a soft "smack".

Wuchen let go, and the boy fell freely, landing happily on the ground. His bottom hurt badly from the fall, and tears welled up in his eyes. He glared at Wuchen resentfully, and his feelings for her gradually faded away.

Because he thought that Wuchen, the cute little loli, was like the adorable girls in Japanese anime, and was his type.

But upon closer inspection, he realized that Wuchen was actually an incredibly strong bandit, not cute or adorable at all, and was the dish he disliked the most.

The stark contrast was too much for the boy to accept, and he felt even more heartbroken for his 99 chocolates. He hadn't eaten a single one and had given them all to Wuchen. But now he realized that Wuchen wasn't the girl he thought she was, and he regretted it.

Can I get the chocolate back?