Y.G.'s Little Fan

Hearing this, Xu Xianing chuckled even more, her tone sarcastic and her eyes arrogant. "Do you think Song Yao is like you? You don't even write the name on the exercise book."

Pei Yunge looked up and glanced at her, her posture still casual.

"I heard that you are in Hengde and your results are quite good."

Xu Xianing looked like she was not afraid of being beaten up and laughed coldly, but in fact, she was leaving quickly as she threatened Pei Yunge and was afraid that she would chase after her. "If I still meet you at Yun University in the future, I'll report you as well!"

"How shameless of you to ask someone to do your homework!"

Pei Yunge was speechless.

All along, Pei Yunge did not have a good impression of this student, Xu Xianing.

She was scheming and deliberately targeted Song Yao. She didn't look too smart. These three points matched the type of people Pei Yunge usually wanted to deal with.