Shengxue was shocked. This was the first time she had been treated like this.
However, it seemed that she was not the only one who was shocked.
The straw-like wig slid down due to the inertia of Yan Qi's slap, revealing the original black and beautiful hair; the huge glasses also fell to the ground, and no one would have thought that behind these glasses there was such a stunning face.
Is she really that bumpkin An Shengxue?
Everyone in the infirmary fainted.
Oh, no, there's one person who hasn't lost his mind.
"You - are you An Shengshuang?" Yan Qi's pale face had two words written on it - fear.
"Are you surprised to see a long-lost friend here?" Shengxue's hand gently brushed the place where he was beaten.