If You Want Me

He was so selfish.

Many people present admired and trusted him from the bottom of their hearts. When they saw him occasionally showing great respect, they were determined to follow him in the future.

However, the teacher didn't care about anything. He just slapped the students in the face forcefully and gloomily, which hurt them for a long time.

Harry raised his eyebrows, showing no tenderness on his gentle and pretty face. He said coldly, "Uncle Zhang, why don't you speak? Are you angry with me and can't you give me another excuse?"

"……"

Of course, the old fox was pissed off. Seeing his complacent appearance, he could only swallow the blood in one gulp.

"Mr. Harry, you haven't checked it closely. How can you convict me so easily?"

The implication in his words was that the testimony of Harry was too vague.

Although there were some reports on it, but who could guarantee that they were not fake. After all, it was easy to make false news for those who had not been tested.

A long time ago, people were particularly fond of counterfeiting. Now, with the changes of the times and the progress of the times, this technique has become more sophisticated.

Harry narrowed his eyes. "In this case, I think you all know clearly. Most of the people here don't believe what I'm saying. Then I will give Uncle Zhang a favor, and I will give you three days to overturn all my complaints."

"……"

The old fox was obviously helpless. He could not make things big, but he could not respond to the order of Harry. It took a while for him to open his eyes wide and frightening.

"Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be so grateful to me. As a junior, I should think about you." He raised his hand and coughed, "If you keep staring at me, your eyes will fall down."

The old fox was shocked by his powerful voice and suddenly stopped smiling. Those who didn't know what he was talking about found nothing un

eyes are red with anger."

Baron said but didn't take it seriously. The words were full of sarcasm, but they could make someone hear some terrible inside stories and warnings.

His cold eyes met Sheryl's hypocritical eyes. After a while, he, who was wearing a pair of dark brown sunglasses, drew a smile.

It was so creepy.

"That's a mistake. I thought it was... Well, since it's a mistake, I won't say anything more." But in an instant, the familiar Sheryl changed the subject, "You two have children, right? Staying up late is not better for pregnant women."

She couldn't risk her baby's life.

Debbie was frowning. She knew what Sheryl meant, but she was unknown whether Consuela was alive or dead in the operating room. It would be great if she could sleep well.

As a childhood friend of Baron, of course, Debbie knew him very well. He didn't talk much after several threatening words didn't work.

Anyway, he was with her.

No matter what happened, she didn't need to be afraid too much, because there was a man behind her, who would help her clear up all the mess.

Sheryl's eyes started to convulse as she watched the couple as if no one was around. She bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say.

She had intended to get some information from Debbie.