Lin Weiwei was still angry. Both sides of her face were still burning with pain and swollen red. Before she could recover, she felt like she had been slapped in the face again. It hurt badly, and her heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.
"Why aren't you providing me with food? If it's because of what happened today, then they also attacked me. Why are they fine?"
It was fine if the Disciplinary Hall could not punish Xue Fanxin, but the canteen was actually only targeting her. She was not convinced.
