Laughing as he watched the convenience store owner chase his employee with a baseball bat for tens of meters, Song Weiyin's eyes curved into crescents, her smile so radiant that Shen Qiang furrowed his brow.
"You're being excessive!" Shen Qiang said, "That young guy just came to work at the convenience store; he's already working the night shift which is exhausting. Yet his boss also makes him wash cars, which is outright exploitation. His rebellion is justifiable, and if you don't help him, fine—but you snitch on him?"
"Yes, I did snitch, so what?" The stunning Song Weiyin laughed charmingly, "I might not fully understand what rebellion is, but at the very least, I wanted to do it, and I did it. It feels quite refreshing, I'm so happy!"
Shen Qiang was taken aback, frowning as he looked at Song Weiyin for a while, saying, "Rebellion isn't the same as snitching, do you understand?"
