Ye Linlang's eyes reddened as she listened to the homeroom teacher's tone that was like she was giving her alms. She felt extremely wronged in her heart.
It was clearly not her fault. The truth was already so clear. Why was Xia Qianqian still able to act like a victim?
Yet, everyone was still able to defend her so calmly?
Just because she was beautiful, just because her academic results were good, just because she was usually friendly with her classmates?
It was the first time Ye Linlang felt such intense bitterness.
Since things had already come to this, what else could she say?
Ye Linlang closed her eyes. There was a trace of helplessness in her bright and clear eyes.
"Alright, then my English results must be corrected."
As Ye Linlang spoke, she swept a cold glance at Xia Qianqian.
"Xia Qianqian, if that's the case, then I'll be ranked 14th. You lost the bet between the two of us, right?"
