ch Chen Chen had stuffed into his hands when he left today. The guy had even secretly pressed two hundred yuan under the teacup before leaving.I don't know if it was given to him by the old man, or if...if Ning Yuan daydreams in class or doesn't study well, he likes to hit his palm with a small ruler.However, the old man wasn't too heavy-handed. Ning Yuan gritted her teeth and endured it, but in math...