Tsinghua University, what a place that is, a dream institution for millions of students, if her words were to spread, let alone Ghania Quinlan, Zayn Fisher would also get dragged down.
Seeing him so nervous, Emilia Sullivan couldn't help but smile, with a shrug of her shoulders, "Don't worry, I won't say anything. I'm not stupid to tell everyone. It's just the two of us here, so I'm just giving you a heads up. Don't take that Nathalie Quinlan to heart, she's definitely set herself up for embarrassment this time!"
As she spoke, she actually calmed down, glanced at the time on her airplane ticket, then looked at the suitcase that Nathalie Quinlan was pulling, and said with a disdainful frown, "She's not going to be on the same airplane as us, is she?"
"Don't know. It's possible."
At this time, appearing in the waiting hall with a suitcase in tow, the chances of her being on the same airplane were quite high.