As she spoke, Ye Bingtong waited for that bootlicker to react with a surprised and flattered look.
However, the classmate merely looked at her with obvious disgust and said, "Ye, don't you understand first come, first served? There are still seats in the last row, aren't there? Just go sit back there!"
Ye Bingtong's face changed color.
The bootlickers who used to kowtow to her were now daring to talk to her like this?
As always, she put on a pitiful face, and then looked at the other classmates, hoping they would offer her a seat.
But everyone avoided her gaze, and no one paid any attention to her.
Even the most senior of her little followers, who were always at her beck and call, avoided her gaze immediately, acting as if they hardly knew her.
Ye Bingtong turned her gaze to Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao also arrived late, but she was sitting in a prime first-row seat, chatting and laughing with the classmates next to her.
That seat must have been saved specially for her!
