Shan Chen was not used to everyone's mocking and meaningful gazes. Hearing the ear-piercing sound, he nervously held the glass of water and returned to his seat. He explained softly, "My sister bought them for me."
At this moment, he only hoped that these bored rich second-generation heirs would let him off. After all, this mockery would pass if he endured it.
However, Jiang Ren did not want to let Shan Chen off just like that. The more Shan Chen was aloof from worldly affairs, the more he wanted to provoke him. He deliberately put on an exaggerated surprised expression and said, "Ah? Your sister? The Shan Yue in Year Three who looks like a tank? Who doesn't know her!"
"That's right, that's right. Shan Yue is a female celebrity in our school."
