Her companion immediately retorted, "Who says she can't be first? Isn't the last place specially prepared for her?"
"Haha..."
No sooner had these words been spoken than a burst of laughter erupted all around.
"Stop right there." Qi Feng slid down from his desk, crossed his arms, and blocked the paths of the two girls.
Qi Feng was a notorious figure at North China School. Due to his family background, everyone called him 'Young Master Feng.' Those two girls had been so preoccupied with mocking Mu Qingli that they had forgotten Qi Feng was Mu Qingli's elder nephew.
"What, what do you want?" The girl with long hair seemed a little nervous.
Offending Mu Qingli was equivalent to offending Qi Feng, wasn't it?
"Nothing much." Qi Feng chewed his gum with a delinquent air, "Go and apologize to my fifth aunt."
The short-haired girl mustered her courage, seemingly unafraid of death, "So what if she's your fifth aunt? Can't people even talk about her boasting now?"