Jiang Nanshu didn't pay any attention to what she was nagging about, her little face grave as she looked at the few people in front of her, thinking.
Damn it, with so many people around, how could she use the toilet—especially with a guy there.
Even if she was strong-willed, she didn't have the strange inclination to be watched while going to the bathroom!
So she nodded to He Lianzhi, "Sorry to bother you, I'll be leaving now."
He Lianzhi: "..."
A vein pulsed sharply at her temple. This bitch dared to ignore her words, and she was infuriated.
Jiang Nanshu went to turn the door handle, and the bleached-blonde delinquent immediately blocked the door, her tone mocking, "Hahaha, scared now? Did you think about this day when you slapped Sister Zhi a few days ago? So what if you are from the Jiang Family? A useless trash that everyone despises, do you really think your family will help you?"
Indeed.
The original body's situation wasn't great.