I Repeated The Same Day For 500 Years

"You..." Lin Huanhuan was even angrier. She raised her hand and slapped herself on the cheek. The sound was crisp. She didn't dare to hit herself too hard, she only hit herself because of her childish tantrum. Although she hit herself very lightly, it left a red mark. A child's skin was delicate and it would probably take half an hour to disappear.

"Wow, so ruthless. So you're hitting yourself now," Jiang Tong deliberately exaggerated her tone and laughed at Lin Huanhuan.

"I want to. Just wait! You're finished!" Lin Huanhuan said fiercely.

"Do you think your father will believe you when you set me up?" Jiang Tong asked Lin Huanhuan provocatively.

"Of course my father trusts me. Why else would he trust an outsider like you?" Lin Huanhuan rolled up her sleeves and pinched her arm as if she felt that it was not enough.

"You're such a talent, pinching yourself," Jiang Tong smiled again.

Lin Huanhuan pinched her arm until it was red. No matter what Jiang Tong said, she wouldn't listen. She flicked her sleeve and pinched it herself. With her other hand, she pulled hard and tore her sleeve.

"Wow tearing your own sleeve. You're quite strong," Jiang Tong laughed at Lin Huanhuan.

"You're really not afraid? Then I'll start shouting." Lin Huanhuan was about to turn around and shout.

"Wait a moment," Jiang Tong suddenly shouted for them to stop. Lin Huanhuan, who had opened her mouth, immediately turned her head and her expression became smug. She was young, so all kinds of emotions were written on her face. She looked at Jiang Tong and asked, "Are you afraid now?"

"Can you tell me why you hit yourself and tore your clothes to frame me?" Jiang Tong said in a confused tone.

"You should leave." Lin Huanhuan said directly, "As long as you leave and don't be my teacher, I won't frame you. I don't want to learn drawing, and I even need extra lessons for it during the summer vacation. Leave. If you leave, I can pretend that nothing happened. How about it?" Lin Huanhuan looked at Jiang Tong smugly. She felt that she had already taken care of Jiang Tong. She had even thought about it. If Jiang Tong cooperated with her, she would let her go.

"Nah, I don't accept threats," Jiang Tong said.

"You!" Lin Huanhuan immediately became anxious. "Just you wait!" After she said that, she immediately shouted, "Dad!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Muyu's voice came from the kitchen outside. Lin Huanhuan didn't say anything. As long as she didn't say anything, Lin Muyu would come over to check on the situation. Sure enough, there were footsteps coming from the living room outside, approaching the studio.

"Huanhuan, what are you shouting for?" Lin Muyu even asked again when he came over.

Lin Huanhuan didn't finish her sentence. She looked at Jiang Tong with a 'You're dead' look in her eyes. But soon, Lin Huanhuan panicked! That was because Jiang Tong, who had taken out her phone, showed the screen to Lin Huanhuan and even shook it with a smile. The phone showed that the recording was still going on and the minutes were still changing. At this time, the entire conversation between the two of them must have been recorded!

She was done for. Lin Huanhuan knew that she was done for. She called Lin Muyu over. If Lin Muyu saw the marks on her face and the torn clothes, Lin Muyu would ask even if she didn't want to frame Jiang Tong! Then she wouldn't be able to say anything. No matter what, as long as Jiang Tong took out the recording, she would be finished!

"Huanhuan? What did you call me for?" Lin Muyu called out Lin Huanhuan's name as he walked over. Lin Huanhuan's bedroom door was next to the studio door. In fact, Lin Muyu was not sure which room Lin Huanhuan was in when she called for him. He first looked at the bedroom door, which was open, and then went to open the studio door.

"Dad, I want to eat pork ribs for lunch." Suddenly, Lin Huanhuan's voice came from the studio. Lin Muyu stopped in his tracks and replied, "Alright, I'll make you some spare ribs. You can wait to eat, little gluttonous cat."

In the studio, Lin Huanhuan heaved a deep sigh of relief when she heard Lin Muyu's promise and the sound of footsteps leaving. That was close! She patted her chest and listened to the movements outside for a while. Then, she turned around and opened the door of the studio a little. She pushed open the door and saw that Lin Muyu had returned to the kitchen. She was truly relieved now.

Pa!

The door was closed again. Lin Huanhuan turned around and looked at Jiang Tong. She squinted her eyes and pouted her mouth. She looked at Jiang Tong as if she was looking at a bad guy.