However, at this moment, a clear and cold voice suddenly sounded from behind them.
"Stop!" He Jinyan frowned as he looked at them. "Don't go too far."
Zheng Zhixuan turned around and sneered, "Jinghan, you're from Class One. Are you helping her now? Don't forget, who caused the wound on my head?"
Xue Shuyi chimed in, "Exactly! Jinghan, do you want to betray us?"
Today, He Jinyan arrived late due to something urgent, so no one suspected where he had just been. They all assumed he went to the teacher to ask for leave. Moreover, he did indeed hold a leave slip in his hand.
Rong Feiyu looked at He Jinyan, this striking person, whom she had never received a direct glance from. She wore a pure smile on her face. "Jinghan, at first, Zhixuan had a grudge because she got injured. This is just a minor conflict between classmates. Jinghan, you don't need to get involved. Zhixuan and the others have their limits."
