"Hmm?"
Xu Fan frowned and looked around, only then noticing that the expressions of the students nearby were somewhat off.
Pity, even sympathy, emotions like these were evident in their eyes...
"Could it be..."
He had thought that no one had chosen to sit next to Xia Xiaodie simply because these people didn't have the courage to strike up a conversation with her, but now it seemed there might be other reasons.
"Huh? Someone's actually saved me a seat today?"
Before Xu Fan could understand the reason behind this, he heard a languid voice from behind him and saw a young man dressed in trendy brands, twirling a Porsche car key on his index finger, walking straight over.
It seemed the newcomer had no small status, and even though many students in this classroom came from backgrounds of their own, they still showed a degree of wariness at his approach.
Fortunately, knowing that he was not the target, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.