"I don't have any clothes, so could I perhaps—"
"You don't think I'm going to lend you clothes, do you?" Mu Tianxue widened her eyes in irritation. "In your dreams!" she snapped, slamming the door shut afterwards.
Wanqing blinked nervously. The bell signaling the start of class had already rung.
In the classroom, the teacher looked at her seat and asked, "Is Ding Wanqing not attending class?"
Du Qian and some others pretended to read books and lowered their heads. Mu Tianxue said, "I just saw her in the restroom."
"Oh." The teacher frowned, well, she couldn't blame someone for going to the restroom. But why didn't she go earlier, so she wouldn't be late for class…
"Her clothes got wet." Tianxue added, "I don't know if someone deliberately splashed water on them, but she's soaked through." After saying this, she glanced at Du Qian.
