"You, you!" Wei Guowei almost failed to catch his breath. He grabbed the pen holder on the desk and hurled it at Liang Zixuan. "Today, I'm going to teach you!"
The pen holder was made of plastic. Liang Zixuan wore thick clothes because it's winter, so it didn't hurt at all. But, the pens in the pen holder fell to the ground, making it look messy.
Liang Zixuan smiled embarrassingly at the receptionists. She squatted down, took the pens, and put them in the pen holder, then said in a lukewarm tone. "Wei Guowei, if you come to see me because you wanted to teach me a lesson, then you came to the wrong place."
She placed the pen holder on the desk and stepped closer to him. "If you dare to make a move, I will call the security guard and let you taste the consequences!"
