Wang Yan pointed at Zhang Yu, "You, you, you..."
Zhang Yu wasn't intimidated at all, "What's wrong with me? Say it, don't just keep going 'you you you.'
"And don't pretend like you're short of breath, are you going to accuse me of bullying you again?"
"Fine, let's let everyone hear who's bullying who. I've never seen anyone borrow things and be so impolite. Borrowed a thermos, borrowed a washbasin. I disagreed, and you said I looked down on you."
"What a statement, refusing to lend things means looking down on people? That's a huge accusation, and I really can't bear it."
"Alright, let me state again, I won't lend you any of my things." Zhang Yu checked the time; it was about mealtime. Just as Xia Lei finished bathing, she quickly put the stool inside the house.
"Leave the stool outside, and if it gets lost, I'll cry to death." Zhang Yu knew that saying this would surely hit a nerve with someone, but so be it.
