Zhao Xinlan also seemed eager to expose Shen Mianmian, "Siyu, do you know how Shen Mianmian became a poor student?"
Frankly speaking, although Zhou Siyu has the Zhou surname, she is no different from the Shen family members, and she has the most say in whether the Shen family needs financial assistance.
Zhou Siyu's face was uglier than anyone else's as she watched Shen Mianmian, the center of everyone's attention, nearly digging her nails into her flesh.
After a long while, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "That man is He Nan."
"What?"
Wang Jingjing and Zhao Xinlan were taken aback by her words.
"I know that Mr. He; his name is He Nan," Zhou Siyu glared at Shen Mianmian, her face contorted.
She had felt that the man looked familiar, but couldn't recall who he was. However, when she saw Shen Mianmian standing with He Nan, she didn't know why, but she suddenly recognized him.
