Su Qianci couldn't help tapping on it. Naturally, this campus belle was her.
The strict professor glanced at her and sneered, "Sit down please. Just don't bring your bad habits from daily life into my classroom."
"Bad habits" from "daily life?"
Su Qianci's eyes became cold as she asked, "What's that supposed mean?"
Before the professor spoke, a boy next to her said, "Stop pretending. You know exactly what the professor meant. Concussion? You are despicable."
"Ha ha, that is mean, but she deserved it."
"I thought she was an iceberg, but it turns out that she can be quite a slut if the money is right."
"I knew she was promiscuous."
Hearing the terrible discussion, Su Qianci's face became more and more stern. She hit the desk and warned, "Do you have proof for your accusations?"
"Proof? Just checked the forum."
