"I'm not in the wrong seat." Ye Zhuo looked back slightly. There was not a single impurity in her clear eyes. "I am Ye Zhuo. Lizi, don't you recognize me?"
The original owner of the body had bad fashion sense, was stupid, and had a bad reputation. Previously, she wore heavy makeup. Although she was a rich young lady, everyone looked down on her, and no one was willing to play with her. Her deskmate, An Lizi, was the original owner's only friend in the class.
Not only did An Lizi not look down on Ye Zhuo, she even defended her. Every time someone wanted to bully Ye Zhuo, she would stand up for her.
Holy sh*t!
Hearing this, Sn Lizi was stunned.
This voice, that's right!
It was Ye Zhuo.
But this face...
An Lizi swallowed her saliva. Her big, shiny eyes were filled with disbelief!
