Lin Xiyan was a little surprised by the speech. She nodded, "Qingqing, I understand."
Qiao Qing sighed and patted her head, "I will do what I can with this. In the future, be aware of the girl Qin Mengdie from your class."
Lin Xiyan once again was taken aback. She pressed her head into Qiao Qing's palm, "I got it Qingqing. Thank you."
Qiao Qing smiled. "No need to thank me. Let's go first."
After the two left the changing area, a girl walked in. She gave the two a glare before picking up the zither from one of the shelves.
These two didn't think much about this. When they were almost at the exit, they ran into Lin Xiyan's classmates.
One girl went up to Lin Xiyan and grabbed her hand. As if she cared, she asked, "Xiyan, what happened?"
Qiao Qing's gaze fixated on this girl's face for a while. Her eyes narrowed.
