Chapter Twenty-Three

He hasn't laughed since then, uncertain, moody, and extreme in character.

He is a demon, with no emotions in him, which is daunting.

When Prince Xi Gu came to the academy today, he was in a happy mood and his whole person changed, so they all knew that the little bun was back.

Leng Lie smiled very sinisterly, "Have you noticed that Xiao Fengfeng is very thin, and it looks like Xiao Shou at first glance."

Fang Jiming, "..."

Ling Weifeng is indeed a small skeleton.

Zhou Meige breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a misunderstanding, she almost really thought that Prince Xi Gu likes men.

She smiled slightly, "They have such a good relationship."

"It's natural. It's better than my brothers. They grew up wearing a pair of pants. They ate together and slept together when they were young. This relationship, both Ming and I, can't compare to a finger of Xiao Baozi."

His tone was cold and sour. In the eyes of the little bun, he and Fang Jiming together would probably not be as good as a finger of Prince Xi Gu.

Fang Jiming just smiled and did not speak.

Although they can be regarded as friends from childhood to adulthood, but Prince Xi Gu and Ling Weifeng have feelings from infancy, how can they be compared.

In the afternoon, ten minutes before the class time, Ling Weifeng leisurely paced into the classroom and saw several people around her seat at a glance.

She raised her eyebrows and heard Xu Yue'er's arrogant and arrogant voice just as she approached.

"Wang Jiaohua, don't be ashamed of your face, this lady has taken a fancy to your seat, hurry up and pack up for me."

There were some pretty girls standing around, all dressed up brightly, with arms around their chests, arrogant.

They all looked at Wang Jiaohua disdainfully and pointed.

"What are you looking at, you are ugly, and you don't even look at yourself, you just lose the face of our class."

"Get out of here, do you think that if you occupy Master Ling's table at the same table, Master Ling will fall in love with you? Don't be ashamed, stinky bitch."

Wang Jiaohua clenched her hands tightly into fists, her fingertips were pinched white, she was stiff and bit her lower lip stubbornly. This kind of humiliation was not the first time, she could endure it.

She has no identity or background, and in the eyes of these rich children, she has always been just a joke.

Seeing that she didn't move, Xu Yue'er slapped her on the head and slapped her back a step, "Hurry up and clean up, didn't you see that the class is about to begin?"

A female classmate who played well with Xu Yue'er impatiently picked up Wang Jiaohua's schoolbag and threw it directly at her face, "Get out of here, you are worthy of sitting next to Young Master Ling just because you are an ugly bastard, except Yue'er, who can stand beside Young Master Ling?"

The schoolbag hit her face, directly smashing Wang Jiaohua's black-rimmed glasses to the ground, and the books scattered on the floor.

Wang Jiaohua didn't move, she felt that she was like a monkey in an animal circle, allowing people to watch and make fun of her.

People here have never looked down on her, even if she is the first in the class, in the eyes of these people, she is just a clown.

Forcefully suppressing the humiliation in her heart, Wang Jiaohua squatted down and reached out to pick up the glasses that had fallen on the ground.

But she didn't know who kicked her in the back, she threw herself forward and fell a dog to eat shit.

"Hahaha, look at her, does she look like a dog."

"Hahaha……"

There were bursts of laughter, and Wang Jiaohua could not wait to have a hole in the ground.

She had never suffered such humiliation.

At this moment, the jeering stopped suddenly, and the whole classroom was so silent that even a pin fell to the ground.

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