Chapter 252 hurts so much

The girl and Jian Xiaomo were sitting very close to each other. Naturally, she heard the conversation between Jian Xiaomo and Lin Mengmeng just now. She immediately said, "Jian Xiaomo was sick before class, so she's in the dormitory now."

"Sick?" Long Chenjue's face immediately darkened, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

He actually felt that this woman was not sick, but pretending to be sick. She didn't want to come to his class, but he insisted on letting her come to class today!

"Get someone to call Jian Xiaomo over. I want to see how sick she is," Long Chenjue said coldly.

Hearing this, the principal's body trembled, and he hurriedly said to a girl in the front row, "Go and invite Jian Xiaomo."

"Yes, principal," Zhang Lihua agreed, and then a cold smile appeared on her face. She still remembered the last time Jian Xiaomo hit her in class. Today, she had to punish Jian Xiaomo properly.

She immediately walked out of the classroom.

Jian Xiaomo was sitting on the bed and reading a book comfortably. It was really dangerous just now. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and escaped from the class in time. Otherwise, she didn't know how Long Chenjue would torture her.

Today, he was obviously changing classes to torture her.

Jian Xiaomo was thinking happily when suddenly, there was a deafening knock on the door, and an impolite voice said, "Jian Xiaomo, open the door."

Hearing that it was Zhang Lihua, Jian Xiaomo couldn't help but frown. What was this Zhang Lihua doing here? Could it be that she was looking for trouble, for the matter of me hitting her last time?

But this was a school, and she expected that Zhang Lihua wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

Jian Xiaomo immediately got out of bed, put on her shoes, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Zhang Lihua stood there with a face full of ridicule. Seeing that Jian Xiaomo had opened the door, she said coldly, "Didn't you say you were sick? Why don't I see any signs of illness?" Then she pointed at Jian Xiaomo and said, "I think you are pretending to be sick."

Jian Xiaomo was smart enough to take out a bottle of pills and said, "I have just taken the medicine."

Seeing the bottle of pills in Jian Xiaomo's hand, Zhang Lihua was speechless. However, after a moment, she sneered and said, "Since you have recovered, you can finally go to the classroom now, right?"

Jian Xiaomo only reacted when she heard that she was going to the classroom. It turned out that Zhang Lihua was looking for her to go to the classroom.

Of course, she couldn't go to the classroom. She immediately said to Zhang Lihua, "My illness is intermittent. If I go to the classroom, I might have an attack."

"Whether you have an attack or not is none of my business." Zhang Lihua suddenly pinched Jian Xiaomo's arm fiercely, wishing that she could break Jian Xiaomo's arm. She said, "The principal asked me to bring you to the classroom, so I have to bring you to the classroom today."

As she said that, her fingers pinched Jian Xiaomo's wrist like sharp pincers and pulled her out of the dormitory.

Jian Xiaomo wanted to pull away Zhang Lihua's hand, but she couldn't do it no matter how hard she tried. Jian Xiaomo immediately said coldly, "Zhang Lihua, let go of me."

"I won't let go of you." Zhang Lihua sneered and pulled Jian Xiaomo out of the dormitory.

"Are you going to let go or not?" Jian Xiaomo said coldly.

Zhang Lihua turned around and just sneered.

In the next moment, Jian Xiaomo raised their hands and fiercely pulled Zhang Lihua's arm toward the door.

"Ah..." Zhang Lihua let out a scream and quickly let go of Jian Xiaomo's wrist, holding her own arm in pain.

Then she glared at Jian Xiaomo viciously and said, "Jian Xiaomo, how dare you hit me? I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

Then she raised her intact hand and was about to throw it at Jian Xiaomo.