What A Fine White Lotus (4)

He spoke in that chilly tone of his. Seeing Sheng Yize's cold and expressionless face, the girl named Yan Ning bit her lip and was almost frightened to tears.

"S- sorry… I won't talk like that anymore," Yan Ning said in a humble tone, and even bowed to An Xiaxia. "We're all fellow classmates and I shouldn't be spreading rumors. An Xiaxia, please don't be mad at me. We all know it's nothing but a rumor."

An Xiaxia watched this with her mouth open.

She looked at Sheng Yize, who had returned to his seat, looking as indifferent as ever.

Someone so exceptional and proud had just stood up for her…

She would be lying if she said she wasn't moved.

The students of Year 1, Class C were a pretty decent lot. Apart from people like Jian Xin'er, who were still gossiping about it, the rest of the girls kept their silence and didn't bring up the news of An Xiaxia kissing Sheng Yize again.