"Yin Junjie, do you really think a kid like you can snatch something from me?"
"Aren't you just after money?! You can call my grandfather or my dad, they'll give you money! Don't touch my things!"
"I've changed my mind now, I've found a more interesting way to play."
"..."
"Compared to you, I think this document might be more valuable."
"That's fake! It's useless even if you take it!"
"Fake, yet you're so agitated? Hey, what's with you, kid? How old are you this year?"
Guo Shuai was still quite curious about Yin Junjie, possibly unable to fathom how incriminating evidence about Wu Rong ended up in Yin Junjie's backpack.
"..."
Yin Junjie felt truly anxious in his heart.
If this thing fell into Guo Shuai's hands, and Guo Shuai wanted to use it to demand money from his grandfather or dad, wouldn't his theft be in vain?
"Looking at your expression... and thinking about how you ran out of the neighborhood alone at this hour..."
