Being able to live in the four-courtyard residence is in itself not an easy feat, and the likes of Murong Lanxue inside the courtyard are hardly ordinary people.
At the crossroads, as soon as Lanxue left, Shasha instantly stepped forward, affectionately putting her arm around Zhiyan's shoulder, "Little Yanyan, have you noticed that the big ice block seemed a little different?"
"Big ice block?" Zhiyan looked puzzled, clearly not understanding the meaning of her words.
"Silly, I'm talking about Murong Lanxue, she actually stood up for you," Shasha said with annoyance, darting a glare at Zhiyan. In the entire academy, who else could be referred to as an ice block besides her?
"Don't you also stand up for me? What's so strange about that?" Zhiyan retorted with a roll of her eyes. Maybe, indeed, there was something a bit different.
"Of course, I'm different, that woman had some minor conflicts with us before."
