Li Jiaojiao glanced at it, at first disbelieving, then as if she understood something, looking as if she just got it.
Everyone was curious, wondering what kind of person would be so despicable.
Upon seeing Jiang Jinchen's look, Zhu Xiangxiang startled in her heart. Looking at Li Jiaojiao jumping up and down, she got a belated hint of what was happening and instinctively wanted to slip away.
At this moment, someone suddenly grabbed her arm and whispered, "Don't run. If you do, you won't be able to clear your name."
Zhu Xiangxiang, who is still just a sixteen-year-old girl, is genuinely thrown into a panic by such an incident. She looked at the woman beside her, gentle and composed, and subconsciously regarded her as a lifeline.
She sobbed out, "What should I do?"
Zhou Ling took note of the girl's frantic grip on her arm, her skin was quite pale, the spots where she held onto it turned red instantly.