As soon as the class teacher asked Sheng Chuyi to accompany her to the academic affairs office, Shen Zhaozhao received another batch of envious and jealous gazes.
After class, the two of them left the classroom together, and Shen Zhaozhao said with a sense of unease, "Did you just see that? If looks could kill, I reckon I would have died a hundred and eighty times over already."
"Imagine if those people knew not only that we know each other but that we also live together, wouldn't they be so jealous they'd come up and tear me apart?" Shen Zhaozhao thought more and more that her life was in danger.
"Don't talk nonsense," Sheng Chuyi rebuked softly.
"But what I said is the truth."
As they talked, Shen Zhaozhao turned around, staring carefully at Sheng Chuyi's face, and said, "Why did you have to be so handsome? If you were uglier, I wouldn't even dare to speak to you."
Sheng Chuyi stopped walking, glanced at her, and said, "You don't need to worry, I will protect you."
