Although Leng Xiaoyao had lived three lifetimes, she was only an 18-year-old girl. She was more mature and stable than her peers, but she wasn't as mature and stable as an adult, so she couldn't tolerate everything.
"I-I-I…" Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't say anything because Leng Xiaoyao's cold eyes made her feel a chill from the soles of her feet.
"Well, if you're not going to say anything, I'm leaving," Leng Xiaoyao said. When Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't finish a sentence, Leng Xiaoyao turned and left. She really walked away this time.
It wasn't until Leng Xiaoyao and the others had walked away that Jiang Xiaoxiao dared to say something. "If I ever meet her again, I'll surely teach her a lesson."
She was simply wise after the fact.
However, someone wasn't satisfied with it. Just as Jiang Xiaoxiao finished, a female voice sounded with interest. "Maybe you'll see her next semester."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaoxiao immediately looked at the girl.
