Lu Muxue shook her head helplessly. "Let's not talk about it. After all, this is just my guess. If I say too much, it'll be inevitable that others will misunderstand. I only analyzed it and don't mean anything else. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
After she finished speaking, she held her books and left. The few students stood on the spot and were stunned for a few seconds. "Could it be that Qiao Xi really did something?"
"Muxue has a point. I think there might be a reason why Madam Zhou is so angry."
On the other hand, Madam Zhou had just walked into the office building. Before she reached the chancellor's office, her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up impatiently and heard a cold voice. "Madam Zhou."
Madam Zhou said angrily, "Who are you?"
"Song Shijing." The man's voice came from the other end of the phone. His tone was calm with a trace of a smile, but it was inexplicably terrifying.
