no, it's not like that, ran ran. ruan Jiaojiao shook her head and looked at her classmates with tears in her eyes.
After all, she was only an 18-year-old girl. Her perfect disguise had been ruthlessly torn apart, revealing her humble and shameful background.
This left ruan Jiaojiao completely at a loss.
She was used to being high and mighty and being praised by others.
She was used to having a bunch of protectors and friends full of justice attacking ruan Jiaojiao on her behalf.
Such a disadvantageous situation had never happened before.
"If it's not like this, then what is it? Ruan Jiaojiao, on my first day at Wisdom Academy, I heard people saying that you told them that I was the one who killed my sister?"
"I'm Hanhan, I'm not. I'm just Hanhan." Ruan Jiaojiao recalled the rumor.
That was what she had deliberately misled others when they asked her.
