Mo Yinglian shook her head, and then smiled awkwardly.

"My name is Mo..."

Nangong Yeling stared at him, and Mo Yinglian understood instantly.

——Yes, my name is Nangong Ziying now.

"Ahem," she coughed a few times and continued, "Nangong Ziying!"

Then he put on a perfect smile and completely ignored the dark-faced Nangong Yeling.

"Please give me some advice!"

"Uh... then, Miss Nangong, please take a seat..." Before the head teacher could finish his words, the boy spoke.

"Zi Ying! Sit next to me!" A certain man excitedly pointed to the empty seat next to him.

"Tch! Did you call me Ziying? Go aside!... Sit here with me!" A certain man b.

"I am the monitor, she should sit here!" A man with glasses raised his right hand and said to the teacher.

"Then...Miss Nangong, please sit next to the class monitor." The class teacher pointed to the seat next to the man with glasses.

"Oh!" Mo Yinglian nodded obediently and was about to leave when a domineering and magnetic voice came from her ears.

"Sit here!" Nangong Yeling looked at Mo Yinglian expressionlessly, looking at the empty seats around him from the corner of his eye.

"But..." Mo Yinglian looked back at the class teacher in embarrassment.

But the head teacher smiled flatteringly and said, "It doesn't matter. Miss Nangong, just sit next to Young Master Nangong."

"Then...okay!" Mo Yinglian pouted and sat down next to him.

"Don't you like sitting with me?" Nangong Yeling raised his eyebrows in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"No... Wuwu... I thought I could make friends." Mo Yinglian said a little disappointed.

Nangong Yeling couldn't help but frown, he could see a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

He could hear it clearly - his heart was broken...

"Zi'er... don't cry, okay?"

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Chapter completed!