"The Feng Shui is good, but I’m afraid the people next to might bring bad luck," Ranran pouted, feeling aggrieved.
Xiao Xiao looked at the boy sitting nearby and suddenly realized, chuckling softly, "It’s not that the people next to you bring bad luck, it’s you who brings bad luck to the person in the middle. Ranran, if you ask , you should sit there. It’s originally your spot. If others don’t like it, that’s their problem. Are you scared?"
"I’m not scared; I’m just too lazy to deal with the trouble," Ranran replied. Guo Xinyi and Sun Wangbei had been making things difficult for her repeatedly, did they really think she didn’t know why?
She had nothing to do with Lu Yi, yet Guo Xinyi kept treating her as a rival for Lu Yi’s affections. She’d had enough of that.
Xiao Xiao didn’t think much of it. Knowing Guo Xinyi’s nature, the more she couldn’t stand seeing Ranran sit next to Lu Yi, the more Ranran should sit there. It was her rightful spot due to her excellent grades, so why care about others’ opinions?
Dealing with soone like Guo Xinyi, it would be best to anger her to death.
"If you’re not scared, then that’s good. Besides, the class monitor has been looking out for you before, do you really want to make things hard for him?" Xiao Xiao gave Ranran a push, "Ti’s running out, hurry up, or Teacher Tang will punish you."
Hearing Xiao Xiao’s words, Ranran decided to give in. Anyway, Lu Yi already knew about her relationship with Instructor Mu. Even if she sat next to Lu Yi to study, Lu Yi wouldn’t get any wrong ideas. As for the rest, let it be.
Ranran carried her backpack. As she walked past the middle seat, she distinctly felt a venomous glare fall upon her back.
Fortunately, recently while blocking suitors for Mu Xingfeng in the Imperial City, she had beco immune to such glares. Compared to the blood-curdling venomous stares she faced beside Mu Xingfeng, Guo Xinyi’s glare seed gentle.
Ranran calmly placed her backpack on the spot next to Lu Yi and t his gentle gaze, "Congratulations, still our class monitor."
"Yes, we’re still classmates," Lu Yi smiled, his gentle eyes filled with charming tenderness.
Behind them, there was a sudden "crack" followed by Ren Shuang’s startled cry, "Oh no, Xinyi, how could you be so careless? You’ve hurt your hand."
Guo Xinyi tightly gripped the broken pen, blood flowing down the pen barrel, seemingly oblivious.
It’s that Ranran again. Despite her father’s advice, knowing Ranran had a powerful man backing her, she planned to stop provoking her.
But why? Why does Ranran never give her peace?
Doesn’t she have a man? Why does she still ss with Lu Yi?
She clearly heard that Ranran would choose internal dicine, and the seat next to Lu Yi was hers.
But at the last mont, Ranran chose surgery and took away the spot that was supposed to be hers.
Seeing Lu Yi’s attitude towards her now, as tender as water, how could she not be angry?
At that mont, five minutes had passed, and Tang Huacheng walked into the classroom.
Standing on the podium, he saw Guo Xinyi’s hand bleeding and frowned slightly, "What’s going on?"
Guo Xinyi didn’t respond, indifferently tossing aside the broken pen.
Ren Shuang, seeing her like this, stood up and said to Tang Huacheng, "Teacher Tang, Xinyi accidentally hurt her hand. May I take her to the infirmary for bandaging?"
"Go ahead," Tang Huacheng, though wary of trouble, wasn’t heartless.
Unexpectedly, Guo Xinyi shook off Ren Shuang’s hand, "No need, I won’t die."
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