Dean Feng's face was pale and his head was buzzing.
How could this be??
When did such a person appear in their circle???
...
At the door.
Feng Jianwen's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth and glared at Pei Yunge.
"Pei Yunge, why did you come to the Junior Class?!"
If not for her, his father would not have offended Principal Bai.
Clearly, with Pei Yunge's background, she did not need the reputation of being the Junior Class' assistant.
"I'm free."
Pei Yunge glanced at him and her phone just so happened to vibrate.
She took out her phone, glanced at Xu Zhe, and left. "Go treat your wound first."
"Okay…"
As Xu Zhe watched Pei Yunge leave, his gaze became increasingly complicated. Finally, he made a bold decision.
He was going into the A.M. Computing Institute.
By the window.
Pei Yunge answered the call and asked, "What's wrong?"
