The girl lowered her voice with a hint of playfulness.
Her teasing tone successfully made Tang Mohan, who was beside her, look at her and speak in a flat tone.
"Su Xia, you still want to live in my house? I advise you not to do such a thing to drag me down with you!"
"Oh, hearing you say that, I'm really scared." Xia Ling smiled coldly. "If you have the ability to threaten me, why don't you go look for your mother and my mother? If it wasn't for your good student character, who would force me into your house?"
"Tang Mohan, you're really the most hypocritical good student I've ever seen!"
In front of everyone, there was indifference and silence as they lay down in class to sleep.
However...
What was with the box 53 that the original owner accidentally dug out from the storeroom today?
It was filled with densely packed notes, from Chinese to mathematics, physics, and chemistry, all of which were carefully recorded by others. Many of the questions seemed to have three or four solutions listed on each question.
Those were clearly Tang Mohan's handwriting. Even if he wanted to go back on his word, he couldn't.
"So what? If you look down on me so much, why don't you report me in the classroom? Expose my true colors?" Tang Mohan said carelessly.
He retracted his gaze and looked into the distance indifferently.
"Su Xia, not everyone can be like you. Just because someone cares about you, you can do whatever you want."
"If you still want to get along with me, I advise you to learn how to respect me first. The next time you touch my things, I might not be able to care about your mother's pride and throw you out of the house directly."
"Is that so? If you say that, I'm so scared!" The young girl smiled at Tang Mohan.
The corners of her lips twitched, and there was a strong sense of mockery.
Her bangs were 40-60% slanted, and they were very long, covering half of her face.
Even Tang Mohan could not see her eyes clearly.
He only felt that the young girl in front of him had fair skin and a sharp personality. She was not the type to be easy to get along with.
I heard...
She used to be the most famous person in the third high school!
How could she have a good temper like this?
Hearing the girl's sarcastic tone, Tang Mohan glanced at her and then looked away.
"Su Xia! How dare you talk to Tang Mohan while standing outside? Call your parents!" The chalk accurately hit Xia Ling's head from the window.
Teacher Li ordered angrily.
"Teacher?" With a smile, the girl turned her head and looked at the teacher. "Are you asking me to find my father? My father is my guardian, but he died this year."
In the first half of this year, Su Xia turned 18, and her father was relieved and left her mess to her mother.
"Dead?" Teacher Li was stunned.
"Yes, his little lover shouted at him every day. Damn it, hurry up and kick this jinx out."
"Damn it, damn it, didn't he die a long time ago?"
Xia Ling curled her lips and smiled very casually.
Before the teacher could react, the classroom was already filled with laughter.
Li Shizhen!
This new transfer student was really extraordinary. She had angered the teacher so much, yet she still told the teacher cold jokes in all seriousness.
"Get lost, Su Xia. Get out of here! Don't come into the classroom today! I will call your parents tomorrow!"
After her reaction was slowed down for a moment, teacher Li's face instantly turned into the color of a pig's liver.
The students in the classroom had never seen a teacher who was so angry that he was about to explode. Her face was twisted and ferocious.