Chapter 83: Yan Yufeng, you still refuse to let me go? 2
But she didn't understand, why was she staring at her with such eyes? It seemed to be full of anger and hatred, which made her even more confused. She didn't seem to have offended her? Why did the classmates disdain her so much, even the teacher?
Same, are they all cross-eyed and used to looking at newcomers like this? This seems a bit hard to explain?
Forget it, no matter what other people think, she knows that this is a noble school, and it is not easy for people to sneak in. Even she is the same. She shook her head, forced a smile, and said lightly: "I know.
Yes, thank you."
After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave. She was a little hungry and forgot that she hadn't eaten yet.
"Hey, wait." The young teacher behind suddenly stopped her. Xia Xiaoxi immediately turned to look at her suspiciously, and asked weakly: "Teacher, do you have anything else?"
"
Her clear eyes met her light green ones, with a puzzled look on her face.
She stood up straight and saw no one around, so she asked: "I would like to ask, who are you, Mr. Yan?"
Her silver bell-like voice rang in Xia Xiaoxi's ears again. Such a clear voice made people never tire of hearing it, but she didn't understand what the expression on her face meant? It was a little shy and slightly dissatisfied.
Angry.
Why does this sentence sound so awkward when it comes from her mouth? Does the teacher care about the private affairs of children's shoes? Or is it that she already knows that she and Yan Yufeng...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blush, and her heart trembled slightly. She was inexplicably stabbed in the heart. She looked at the teacher in front of her with a guilty conscience, fearing that she would expose her affairs.
Although these things no longer matter to her, she is still afraid, afraid that others will know her hidden secrets, afraid that others will laugh at her like they used to laugh at her for not having a mother. When she thinks of this, she becomes even more afraid and nervous.
,just in case…
She didn't dare to imagine the seriousness of the matter anymore, she just hoped that it was all her imagination.
"What? Don't you dare to say it?" The woman standing opposite Xia Xiaoxi no longer looked like a teacher. She pinched Xia Xiaoxi's arm and mocked her with harsh sarcasm, but she was even more angry.
She didn't understand how this ordinary-looking woman with no temperament could be with such an extraordinary, handsome man. She was jealous, why couldn't she encounter such a good thing? She was left to be an ugly duckling.