Chapter 73 The Big Boss's Beloved 15
When everyone was praising and thanking Song Pingping, Jian Xihui had already pushed her chair away and walked over. She took all the milk tea bags from Jian's mother's hands and placed them on the table.
Mother Jian was slightly stunned when she saw her. Before she could say anything, she heard Song Pingping curl her lips and said, "Jian Xihui, don't be so anxious. I bought your portion as well. I heard that your family also sells milk tea. How about you try it and compare it with yours..."
After saying that, she looked at Jane's mother and said, "Please take out the milk tea and distribute it to my classmates, one cup each."
Jane's mother suddenly stopped wanting to call her daughter's name. She glanced at her beautifully dressed classmates, wiped the sweat from her hands on her clothes, and then reached for the bag: "Okay."
However, before Mother Jian could take out the milk tea, Jian Xihui grabbed her wrist. She looked up at Song Pingping, who had her arms folded across her chest, and said in a cold voice, "What? Don't you have hands?"
Jane's mother subconsciously wanted to ask Jane Xihui not to do this, but she was afraid that if she spoke up, Jane Xihui's classmates would know that she was her mother and embarrass her, so she became quiet again.
Song Pingping glanced at Jian's mother, chuckled, and turned to look at Jian Xihui: "Jian Xihui, what do you mean? I bought milk tea for my classmates! What are you getting involved in? Besides, I just asked her to share the milk tea with everyone. Why are you so excited?"
Song Pingping raised her eyebrows slightly: "You feel so sorry for her, could it be that she is your mother?"
Before Jian Xihui finished speaking, her mother quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, how could I be this classmate's mother? She..."
Jian Xihui sneered: "So what if it is!"
Jane's mother's words suddenly stopped, her expression became uneasy, and her hands suddenly became helpless.
The classroom, which was originally a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at each other, unable to conceal the shock in their eyes as they watched the two people arguing with each other.
Holy crap!! It turns out the person who delivered the milk tea was actually Jian Xihui’s mom!!
Song Pingping hadn't expected Jian Xihui to admit it herself. She paused for a moment. She had deliberately ordered milk tea from Jian's mother's shop and even specifically asked Jian Xihui's mother to deliver it. This was to embarrass Jian Xihui in front of the whole class and make her understand clearly that she shouldn't think that just because she looks good and can play the piano a little, she can't tell who she is. From the beginning to the end, she was just the daughter of a milk tea vendor. She shouldn't dream of becoming a phoenix all day long. It was just daydreaming!
"Well...we can do it ourselves..." A classmate took out a cup of milk tea from the milk tea bag tremblingly.
With someone taking the lead, many students came forward and got milk tea themselves.
Song Pingping was angry, but helpless: "Okay, I'll let it go for the sake of your mother!"
"Thank you!" Mother Jian breathed a sigh of relief and replied softly, "A cup of milk tea is 25 yuan. You are Xiao Hui's classmates, so I'll give you 20 yuan. The total is 600 yuan."
Song Pingping glanced at the little follower beside her and said, "Go get the money."
The little follower nodded and took out the money from his schoolbag. However, before he could hand it to Mother Jian, Song Pingping's voice suddenly rang out again: "Wait!"
Jian Xihui raised her eyelids.
Jane's mother's voice was a little nervous: "Is there any problem?"
Song Pingping put the milk tea she had just received on the table and said unhappily, "I ordered warm milk tea, but how can we drink it when it's already so cold? Do you want us to catch a cold after drinking it?"
Mother Jian was slightly stunned, but Jian Xihui's eyes grew colder little by little.
Jane's mother's milk tea shop only hired one person. Usually, the two of them would make one cup each and deliver it. Even if the two of them worked together to make 30 cups of milk tea, it would still take a lot of time. What's more, the distance from the milk tea shop to the school was not short, so it was normal for the milk tea to get cold.
What's more, the weather is so hot now, any normal person would choose a cold one. It was obvious that Song Pingping was trying to make things difficult for her from the beginning.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because..."
Song Pingping interrupted Jian's mother impatiently: "What's the point of saying sorry? This is completely different from what I ordered! And don't you know that cold milk tea can easily give people stomachaches?"
"Then...how about this..." Mother Jian quickly waved her hands and said, "How about I don't charge you any money? Just think of it as me treating you guys on behalf of Xiao Hui..."
Jian Xihui narrowed her eyes, but Song Pingping rolled her eyes: "It was you who asked the question—Ah!! Jian Xihui, what are you doing!!"
"Xiao Hui!!"
"Song Pingping." Jian Xihui grabbed her long hair and pushed her against the table, her tone slightly cold: "Do you really think I'm easy to bully? Huh?"
No one expected that Jian Xihui would suddenly attack Song Pingping. They watched in amazement as Song Pingping was pinned to the table, unable to move.
Song Pingping went completely crazy. She had never felt so embarrassed before. She screamed, "Jian Xihui, you are crazy! Let me go!!"
Jian Xihui stared down at her condescendingly, the corner of her lips twitching: "Give the money to my mother, not a cent less."
Upon hearing this, the little follower immediately wanted to give the money to Mother Jian, but Song Pingping stopped him: "Don't give it to her!!"
The little follower immediately hid the money in his pocket.
Song Pingping glared at Jian Xihui fiercely: "Jian Xihui! If you have the guts, just go ahead and snatch it!"
Jian Xihui narrowed her dark eyes slightly and sneered: "What? Do you think I don't dare?"
"Xiao Hui!" Jane's mother came up and hurriedly tried to pull her away: "What are you doing? It's only a few hundred dollars. It was my fault in the first place. Just think of it as me treating your classmates to drinks. Quickly let your classmate go..."
"Jian Xihui!" Song Pingping said angrily, "Did you hear that? Your mother herself said it was her fault! Why do you treat me like this?!"
"Give it or not?"
Seeing Jian Xihui's stubborn attitude, Song Pingping knew that she had to pay the money today. She angrily said to her attendant, "Give her the money!"
The little follower immediately took out the money and handed it to Mother Jian. Mother Jian took it and looked at Jian Xihui, saying worriedly: "Xiao Hui..."
Jian Xihui didn't let her go, but said in a cold voice: "One hundred and fifty more."
Song Pingping's eyes widened in disbelief when she heard this: "Jian Xihui, are you crazy because of poverty?!"
"You can choose not to give it, and I can choose not to let go."
Song Pingping was nearly crying with anger. Her face was pinned to the table by Jian Xihui's hand, unable to move. She had no idea Jian Xihui was so strong. Everyone in the class was staring at her. She had never felt so embarrassed before...
Song Pingping choked up and said to her little follower, "Go and give it to her!"
The little follower quickly took out another two hundred yuan and handed it to Jane's mother, and only then did Jian Xihui let go of Song Pingping.
Mother Jian took out her wallet and looked at Song Pingping apologetically, feeling very sorry for her: "I don't have any change. Can I scan the code with my phone and give it to you?"
"No thanks!" Song Pingping wiped away her tears and glared at her fiercely: "Think of that fifty yuan as my alms to your family!"
After saying that, she looked at Jian Xihui with gritted teeth, wishing she could kill her right away.
Then, before anyone could react, he raised his hand and swung it towards Jian Xihui's face——
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