"Look!" Fang Xinxin laughed. "This is everyone's so-called Brother Nan. It turns out he has been locked at home like a trapped animal, unable to leave the house."
"You…" Jiang Xingnan mocked her back. "Ugly fattie, this young master will not waste time arguing with you. You better not scream for help later."
When all the students heard him, they felt that Fang Xinxin was about to be doomed.
At this moment, a young man dressed in a uniform from a delivery company knocked against the classroom door. "May I know who Fang Xinxin is?"
It was common for students to receive packages in class. No one was surprised.
Someone pointed at Fang Xinxin, who was seated on the last row. "There she is."
The young man carried an unpackaged, fat doll towards Fang Xinxin. "Please receive this."
"I didn't order anything."
