Top Spoiled Marriage: Mr Rong's Stepford Wife is a Little Sweet

"What the teacher said, I should be glad that I can enter the teacher's class to study. Moreover, the teacher doesn't dislike my grades, which has made me very happy."

Fang Xia smiled: "by the way, if you don't mind about commander Rong, you can let the students know that I don't intervene much in this matter. Everything depends on yourself."

Ji Wuyou definitely refused on the spot. She simply doesn't want too many people to criticize or comment on Rong Shenheng who has died. This is her own business. There's no need to let irrelevant people know.

Fang Xia also expressed understanding.

The two men crossed some lvluo bonsai and went straight to the third floor. They turned to the left and walked to the nearest classroom. To be honest, they could find the classroom without Fang Xia leading her.

Because the last time she also entered this class, but the last time she was randomly assigned, this time she chose voluntarily.

The gossip between the two stopped here.

Fang Xia opened the door of the classroom and asked Ji Wuyou to wait outside for a while, which is very common for students who enter halfway.

Ji Wuyou straightened her schoolbag and stood in front of a closed blue iron door. Looking at the class seat list posted on it, she found Xia Kening's name at a glance.

It's so eye-catching. She's the only one sitting in the corner with the nearest garbage can. Because of her weak temper, she never said it. Fang Xia may not know much about the situation and naturally thinks it's a matter of the number of people.

But Ji Wuyou knows that this is just a good thing done by those in class 7 and Xia Kening who are ostensibly sisters.

She can even imagine the faces of those people, saying "since we are good sisters, please help me, change seats with me, I can't see clearly in my myopia" and so on.

Ji Wuyou pinched the schoolbag belt with her right hand. Through the faint glass window, she seemed to see the shadow of Xia Kening against the morning light. She was writing something with her head down. No matter what Fang Xia said, she didn't look up.

Until the sentence "a new student came to our class today" was said, Xia Kening was stunned, raised her head, looked around the whole classroom, and then pulled her chair forward, looking a little embarrassed.

Probably, she also realized that if a new classmate came, she was the only one in the class who had a place around her. Therefore, this "new classmate" could only be her deskmate.

Therefore, when Fang Xia finished speaking, the place everyone subconsciously looked at was not the door of the classroom, but Xia Kening in the last row. Under such slow eyes, someone couldn't help whispering.

"Tut Tut, little isolated will have a deskmate, and I don't know if her new deskmate will feel ashamed to be a deskmate with her."

"If it's me, I'd rather make the floor."

"Otherwise, help the new students move a new set of tables and chairs?"

"It's a woman. It's OK. If she's a handsome man, wouldn't it be cheaper for her?"

"Do you think this is a novel? A student is a handsome guy? I guess it's probably a bookish girl with thick glasses."

"Ha ha... I guess so. If I'm so lucky, I'll win 100 million in the lottery today."

“……”

"Quiet! What does it look like?" Fang Xia, standing on the podium, scolded. The whole class finally quieted down. Then she said to the door, "new classmate, come in."