Liang Zixuan sat there without moving and said indifferently, "If there's anything you want to say, just say it. I can't get out."
"Why can't you go out?" Wei Guowei raised his head and puffed out his chest, putting his father's dignity. "Let them give you a little space and walk out."
Liang Zixuan looked at him mockingly, as if she didn't know what he wanted.
Since Wei Guowei didn't say anything, she couldn't be bothered with him either. She turned around and pretended he didn't exist.
Seeing that Liang Zixuan really didn't want to come out, Wei Guowei immediately flew into a rage. "Liang Zixuan, come out. You're not fit to sit in that seat. Let Xiaoqing sit there!"
Not to mention Liang Zixuan, even Qin Yu, Su Zhengxiang, and the people in the front and back rows felt that he was making trouble for no reason.
What did he mean by Liang Zixuan wasn't fit to sit there?
Who was Wei Xiaoqing?
