Wu Qiaoqiao glanced at Luo Mengmeng and flashed a feigned smile, "No need to thank me for what just happened."
She was referring to the incident where she had spoken up for her.
Luo Mengmeng, arms crossed, responded indifferently, "I never intended to thank you."
The implication was clear: she was being presumptuous.
She had never asked her to speak on her behalf.
Wu Qiaoqiao's face turned from green to white in an instant.
By this time, Luo Mengmeng had already lost interest in her and continued to ponder what test Gu Zhihan had left for them.
But as time gradually passed, not to mention the group of girls hadn't noticed anything, even Luo Mengmeng couldn't figure it out.
"Ten minutes have passed."
At that moment, Gu Zhihan's voice came from outside.
Immediately, he strode into the classroom with long steps, looked at those present, and, his lips curling into a smile, said, "One of you has already passed my test."
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.