Dear, What are You Thinking About?

Bella's POV: I remembered that my grandfather was seriously ill, so I went to visit him. We happened to meet Ryan and Connie. We had a dispute, and Ryan slapped me directly to the ground. I used all my strength to fight back, but I was no match for them at that time. Today, William wasn't hurt at all. On the contrary, he had taught both of them a lesson. First of all, William was a man, and he was very strong. Secondly, William had started his own business. It was said that he had been in good shape recently. In terms of strength and economy, this man was relatively strong. That was why he could successfully fight back. But I didn't have strong strength or a lot of money back then. I was bullied badly, so I could only hide in the corner and shed tears. Therefore, if I wanted others not to bully me, I could only make myself stronger. "Dear, what are you thinking about?" An arm suddenly wrapped around my shoulder. I looked up and saw Herbert standing in front of me, holding a white cryst