Yuan Jiang walked around Shen Quan and left the classroom without changing his expression.
"Hello, your name is Yuan Jiang, right?" Yu Zhao appeared out of nowhere and blocked Yuan Jiang's way, with a sunny smile on his face and a gentle look in his fox eyes.
Yuan Jiang frowned, looked at the photo, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"My name is Xi Zhao, and I'm a student in Class 2, Grade 3." Xi Zhao curled his lips and smiled. Although the results of the investigation had not yet come out, he couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to get to know Yuan Jiang.
"Hmm?" Yuan Jiang was not interested. The information provided by the system did not include this person's photo. She did not want to get involved too much with irrelevant people. Moreover, Shen Quan had that kind of temper. If she said a few more words to other people, he might be so angry that he would lock her up.
Or she would beat up any man who spoke to her.
Yuan Jiang walked around the statue.
Xiao Zhao paused, then caught up again: "Yuan Jiang, what a nice name. Can I call you Jiang Jiang?"
"How old are you? Where is your home? Where is your father?"
Yuan Jiang paused, her face stern, and her soft voice suppressed her annoyance: "Do you want to check the household registration?"
"Don't bother me."
Yuan Jiang pushed Xizhao away, muttered to herself, and walked away.
Not far away, a pair of cold and sinister eyes stared at Yuan Jiang sinisterly, then turned burning with anger and looked at Xi Zhao dimly.
A trace of anger emerged from the coldness and depth, which could not be ignored.
Jiang Jiang changed her mind?
She actually talked to another man,
Just because he refused to kiss her last night?
A chill ran through his body from his tailbone. He shuddered, touched his body and felt goose bumps all over his body, then turned and went into the bathroom.
Soon, a slender and strong figure followed in.
"ah!"
After a while, a terrifying cry of pain was heard from the toilet.
Yuan Jiang was unaware of this.
Back in the classroom, Shen Quan'e's seat was empty. Yuan Jiang frowned in surprise, sat back in his seat, supported his chin with his hands, and stared at the door.
Where did Shen Quan go?
"Classmate Yuan Jiang, this is the milk tea I bought for you." Song Moqi brought a cup of beautifully packaged milk tea and placed it on Yuan Jiang's desk, a smile appearing on his gentle and handsome face.
He was about to sit in Shen Quan's chair to talk to Yuan Jiang, but Yuan Jiang placed some books on it and said, "Shen Quan doesn't allow anyone to sit in his seat."
Song Mo's expression froze, changing again and again. He laughed awkwardly and said, "Actually, I'm your deskmate. This Shen Quan relies on his family's power and influence to be overbearing and tyrannical."
"Yuan Jiang, does he usually bully you?"
"If you've ever been wronged, tell me and I'll do it for you."
Yuan Jiang didn't even raise an eyelid: "Chen Quan is very good to me."
"You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me." Song Mo's tone was filled with worry, as if he was sure that Yuan Jiang was oppressed by Chen Quan, and his eyes were full of heartache: "As long as you say you don't want to sit with Chen Quan, I will do everything I can to make you my deskmate again."
"If you're oppressed, you must have the courage to speak out, okay?"
Yuan Jiang:......
I'm so lucky today.
Shen Quanleng's cold face appeared, his long black eyelashes drooping, and he stood behind Song Mo'er. He had a cold temperament, and his angular face had no expression, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
"Song Moqi."
"The guy who's trying to steal someone's girlfriend has fallen on my head."
"You're looking for death."
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