The female demon king huffed, "Apologize? I will never apologize to him, not in this lifetime!"
Zhong Xianxian sighed softly, "Siblings shouldn't hold grudges overnight, so petty."
The female demon king put on her school uniform jacket, curled her hand into a fist, wrapping the numbers on her palm inside, and awkwardly said, "He doesn't trust me."
Zhong Xianxian said mercilessly, "That's because you have too much of a past!"
The female demon king's expression stiffened, and she still walked out awkwardly, scaring He Jinxia as she passed by, "Don't you dare tell anyone about this!"
He Jinxia: "..."
Zhong Xianxian came over with a smile and reached out her hand, at which point He Jinxia noticed a big, red pimple on Zhong Xianxian's forehead, "Hello, my deskmate, I am Zhong Xianxian."
He Jinxia tugged at the corner of her mouth, not knowing whether to cry or to laugh, and shook her hand.
