Class 7's Password

The air around them became somewhat chilly and He Jinghan's aura turned even colder. His fine eyebrows seemed to frost over, and his words were ruthless, "I'm not singling you out; I treat everyone this way."

"Except for Rong Qi." He Jinghan muttered softly.

After speaking, He Jinghan returned to his seat, leaving everyone with a sense of aloofness.

Rong Feiyu was so upset that she burst into tears, burying her head on the desk and sobbing.

In stark contrast, the atmosphere in Class 7 was completely different. Rong Qi stood at the door of Class 7, but both the front and back doors were tightly shut, and no one responded when she knocked.

Rong Qi was getting annoyed and thought, 'What was with this childish behavior?'

Rong Qi arched her beautiful eyebrows in impatience and said concisely, "Open the door. If you don't open it soon, I'll kick it down. Oh... and if I kick it down, you'll have to pay for it."