If looks could kill, Sheng Ning'an was convinced that she would be dead by now.
Regrettably, they cannot!
No matter how much that person hated her, they couldn't actually do anything to her.
Moreover, she held leverage over him, and if he were smart enough, he wouldn't think of provoking her.
As expected, after giving her a glance, he withdrew his gaze.
The person walking beside him seemed quite amused as he nudged him and said, "Azhe, quick, look—there are two junior girls checking you out."
"Enough, let's go!"
Chen Zhe didn't want to have any association with Sheng Ning'an in school, let alone start a public conflict with her. He also had to beware of her spilling the beans about what had happened that night. So with a cold expression, he urged the person beside him to leave quickly.
But the person beside him recognized Sheng Ning'an and said, "Isn't that our school's beauty? Azhe, you've really got charm, even the school beauty is looking at you."
