Pang Yiqin laughed with satisfaction. She also felt that it was impossible for Gu Weimian to choose Ao Qijun again.

How blind is that?

She glanced at Jiang Jingchen who was sitting in her seat, "Um...is Jiang Jingchen sitting with you?"

Is this man a little too much?

Why should he be Gu Weimian's deskmate? Just because he was one step ahead of them?

Pang Yiqin asked tactfully, but Gu Weimian couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Gu Weimian asked with a smile, "How about... or do you sit with me?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Yiqin immediately screamed excitedly and threw himself at Gu Weimian, almost knocking Gu Weimian to the ground. ɱ

Although he didn't knock her down completely, it made Gu Weimian take a few steps back and lean against the wall at the back of the classroom.

She frowned slightly, but before she could speak, Pang Yiqin who was holding her was suddenly pulled away.

The opponent's strength was not that great. Pang Yiqin stumbled and was pushed to the ground.

She looked frightened and could only stare blankly at the other person.

The man was condescending, and the lines on his face were tense, like a murderous god.

He took a step towards Pang Yiqin, and the strong pressure almost suffocated Pang Yiqin.

When she felt like she was about to die, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

Gu Weimian's face was as cold as frost, and her voice lowered as she warned the man, "What are you doing?"

Ao Qijun was stabbed by Gu Weimian's guarded gaze, and his steps suddenly stopped.

There was complete hostility in her eyes, and her whole body was tense. She might rush up to fight him at any time, really desperately.

He opened his lips, but no sound came out.

There was silence for several seconds, and when it felt like Gu Weimian was so nervous that he was about to break the string in his mind, the man finally spoke, "Your wound..."

It was impossible for Gu Weimian's wounds to heal completely in just a few days.

Pang Yiqin's action just now must have hurt her.

At that moment, he wanted to kill Pang Yiqin.

In front of him, Gu Weimian smiled indifferently, "Thank you, Mr. Ao, for your concern. I won't die."

"You should go take a look." Ao Qijun suppressed the pain in his heart and persuaded in a low voice.

There was no warmth in Gu Weimian's eyes, "I said he can't die, but... if Mr. Ao can stay away from us, I believe it will be more effective than seeing a doctor or something."

Ao Qijun slowly clenched his hands.

More effective...

He laughed at himself, watching her guarding and hating him, while at the same time protecting Pang Yiqin and the others tenderly, carefully, and regardless of effort.

Pain arose in the man's heart.

Originally...he was the one being protected by her.

When did he lose the person who had tried his best to protect him?

He closed his eyes, "Sorry..."

These two words seemed so weak that the man didn't even dare to look at Wei Mian's eyes.

Because even he himself felt that his apology was too ridiculous.

He slowly turned around and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as Ao Qijun left, everyone's nerves relaxed.

His aura was so strong that standing there without saying a word made people feel suffocated.

Pang Yiqin even sat down on the ground, his mouth moving and unable to speak.

It wasn't until Gu Weimian touched her head that she came back to her senses. Tears fell instantly. She hurriedly pulled Gu Weimian and wanted to see Gu Weimian's back. "I, I'm so stupid. Did I hit you just now?" Are you injured?"

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