Qiao Rou helped Wang Fengxia up and gently tried to enlighten her. "Teacher Wang, please get up first. I'll persuade my sister to forgive you. Let's go to the infirmary to treat your wounds, okay?"
Wang Fengxia broke free from Qiao Rou's hand and looked determined. "If Qiao Xi doesn't forgive me, I won't get up."
Qiao Xi finally understood the situation. These two people were working together to set her up.
She laughed, her voice calm and cold. "Since you don't want to get up, continue to kneel, then."
There was dead silence at the university gate.
No one expected Qiao Xi to say such words…
After a brief shock, Wang Fengxia cried and shouted, "You really want to force me to my death, don't you? You're cold-blooded and a demon. The life of others is worthless in your eyes, right?"
