On the other side, Jiang Xinrou stood in front of the window, her face pale and her expression broken.
She had changed into clean clothes, but she couldn't forget them at all.
I can't forget how pathetic and humiliated I looked in front of so many people.
Now, they must be talking about her a lot and laughing at her mercilessly.
She looked down at her hands and frowned deeply.
She washed her hands countless times, even peeling off a layer of skin, but they still seemed to retain those smells.
She hated it so much!
They pushed her to the brink, which is why she did those things.
"Jiang Ran!" she said fiercely, enunciating each word clearly.
It was all because of this bitch stirring things up in front of the classmates; even her sycophant betrayed her.
She ruined herself and made herself a laughingstock!
It's all her fault that I'm now afraid to go to school!
It's all her fault! She'll never let her get away with this!
She wants her dead!
Jiang Xinrou closed her eyes tightly, the humiliating scenes from the classroom today playing over and over in her mind like a slideshow.
"Ah!" Jiang Xinrou screamed in despair, clutching her hair.
She crouched down, her nails digging into her hair, pressing hard, her expression twisted with malice: "Jiang Ran... I want you dead!"
Her wide almond-shaped eyes narrowed, a flame of hatred burning within them, and she made a decision in her heart.
Jiang Ran, I'll make you regret being born!
She got up from the ground, scratched her messy hair, and resolutely dialed a number.
"I need you to do something for me, and you can name your price."
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