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The hands Su Ruowan had rested against her thighs balled up into fists as jealousy overflowed in her eyes. 

What means did Shen Xi, that b*tch, adopt to get those bunch of good-for-nothings in the international class on her side in such a short amount of time? 

With bloodshot eyes, Su Mushi was ready to charge up and get even with Shen Xi. 

Su Muyan pulled him back and spoke through clenched teeth. "Revenge is a dish best served cold."

There was no chance for Mushi to strike a move since there were too many people at the TV station, not forgetting that Shen Xi was together with the international class as well. 

Shen Zhangqing's vehicle was not able to accommodate the more than a dozen international class students who came to root for Shen Xi. 

Song Wenye brought along two girls to sit with Shen Xi in the backseat while the rest drove their cars to follow behind Shen Zhangqing's.