Yingluo, Who Do You Think You Are!

Jiang Zhi almost couldn't help but punch the woman in the face.

However, when he heard Shi qinglan's voice, it was as if his hair had been smoothened. He immediately rolled down his sleeves and straightened his back to look at her. sister Qing, this woman wants to take your seat.

Shi qinglan looked up nonchalantly and glanced at him.

She walked in front of song Xi, took off her bag, and threw it directly on her seat, which happened to press on song Xi's bag.

"Get out of the way." Her slightly cold voice was unquestionable.

Song Xi furrowed her brows tightly and looked at Shi qinglan with dissatisfaction. why should I step aside? the class teacher said that I can choose my seat at will. This is my seat.

Shi qinglan almost laughed out of anger when she heard that.

She looked at song Xi with a faint smile. you took my place and now you're asking me why? "