Baili Xia talked with her classmates for quite a while before finally calming their excited emotions.
It's clearly her engagement, but everyone seemed more excited than she was.
As the classmates dispersed, Ning Anran also prepared to leave.
She had just prepared to step out of the classroom when a familiar gentle voice came from behind.
"An Ran, wait a moment."
The voice was crisp like an oriole, gentle like a spring breeze, but to Ning Anran, it felt devoid of any kindness.
She pretended not to hear it and continued walking out of the classroom.
Just after taking two steps, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder, pulling her back instantly.
"Ah!" She couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
A few classmates walking behind turned to look upon hearing the sound.
What they saw was Baili Xia with her arm around Ning Anran's shoulder, the two seeming to be whispering something together.
Their pose clearly looked like two good friends sharing secrets.
