Ye Linlang was stunned when she saw the young man who was emitting a low pressure. Suddenly, she felt a little scared.
Although Jiang Qiran was only 16 years old like her, compared to boys of the same age, Jiang Qiran had a rare stern and cold temperament.
It was as if he was a thousand miles away from others, but also like a king. He gave people a feeling of nobility and arrogance, and was not approachable.
"Qiran, what's wrong?"
Ye Linlang carefully looked at Jiang Qiran and suddenly felt very uneasy.
Was Jiang Qiran angry?
Why? She suddenly felt that he was giving her a cold face!
She had clearly seen Jiang Qiran looking at her when she was queuing outside. Although the curve of his lips was not obvious, it was definitely not as cold as it was now.
…
The youth looked at Ye Linlang indifferently and didn't answer Ye Linlang's question.
"It's nothing, just go and organize your books."
