Ye Linlang's heart suddenly skipped a beat when she heard the noisy voices of those people. She had a bad feeling.
What were those people doing in front of her desk?!
What was so beautiful?!
…
A terrifying thought emerged in Ye Linlang's mind. However, there were a lot of rich people in grade one Class A after all. Moreover, they didn't seem to be the kind of people who would casually dismantle people's things. Ye Linlang still didn't think about it carefully.
She walked in quickly, and she was practically scolding them with a stern tone.
"What are you all doing in front of my table?!"
Hearing Ye Linlang's voice, the girls who had gathered in a pile turned their heads around one after another, and some of them couldn't help but run to the side.
Because the crowd had scattered a bit, Ye Linlang focused her gaze and noticed the exquisite gift box that had become a mess on the table.