Nan Yan had no knowledge of the discussions happening in the small group.
She felt irritated by these people.
She didn't have much goodwill towards them.
Little did she know that they had recognized her gaming skills and crowned her as their leader, and now, after learning about her tragic past, they were determined to take care of her.
Except for those who still held grudges against her, the rest sincerely wanted to treat her well without ulterior motives.
Although this class of students was mischievous, they weren't beyond redemption.
Nan Yan never expected that the people who annoyed and irritated her would eventually change her perspective.
Soon, the bell for the next class rang.
The teacher who came to take the class specifically cast a kind and gentle glance towards the back of the classroom.
That look was benevolent and warm.
