Li Mumu ignored the girls’ whispers and went straight to Gyor. She lowered her head and said to the embarrassed boy, "Gyor, the teacher just asked to tell you to go to the office."
As she spoke, she winked playfully at the boy.
Gyor was already wondering why the teacher wanted him in the office again, and now seeing the boy wink playfully, he imdiately understood she was helping him out. He quickly nodded and stood up, "Okay, okay, I’ll go right away, thank you."
"You’re welco. By the way, my na is Li Mumu." Li Mumu said a little shyly.
"Got it, thank you, Li Mumu." Gyor showed a gentle smile on his warm cheek.
"No problem! You should go!" Li Mumu waved him off.
The boy hurriedly escaped the girls’ encirclent.
Seeing him leave, the girls had no choice but to disperse. So girls, before leaving, didn’t forget to elbow Li Mumu hard.
"Ouch!" Even though the other was just a girl, the force she used wasn’t light. Li Mumu gasped sharply.
"Are you blind?"
"Sorry, it wasn’t on purpose." The other shrugged carelessly, showing no signs of genuine apology.
Seeing this, Li Mumu, who initially didn’t want to argue, imdiately clenched her fists, her expression turning uglier.
The girl suddenly rembered that not long ago, she had smashed a desk with her bare hands, making her swallow in fear, "W-what do you want? I’ve already apologized, don’t tell you want to fight?"
Li Mumu suddenly smirked and loosened her clenched fists. Just as the girl was about to relax, a sharp pain ca from her foot.
"Ahhh!"
It turned out Li Mumu had stepped on her foot.
After passing by, she mimicked the girl’s earlier tone and casually apologized, "Sorry, I didn’t an it either, I bet you won’t mind, right?"
The girl gritted her teeth in anger but swallowed the insult.
Li Mumu lifted her chin and walked straight to her seat, with confidence.
Just sitting down, Bei Mo frowned, turned his head to her, and asked, "Didn’t you agree not to chase after him?"
"Who says I’m chasing him!" Li Mumu rolled her eyes at him, "I was just helping a classmate, okay!"
She was just trying to leave a good impression, definitely not chasing!
"Ha!" Bei Mo scoffed, what’s the difference between leaving a good impression and chasing!
Just as he was about to say sothing else, he saw Li Mumu, that girl, picking up a pen and writing "Li Xingchen" on the report card.
She was forging a parent’s signature.
Like her na, not many in A Country knew their King’s Chinese na was Li Xingchen, so she wasn’t worried about getting caught. Even if she did get exposed, people would just think it’s a common na.
After all, everyone knows that the King does have a daughter, but she’s stunningly beautiful, not a plain girl like Li Mumu.
"Li Wood, how dare you forge your parent’s signature on the test paper!" Bei Mo frowned.
This girl always learns the bad things.
"I want to! What’s it to you!" Li Mumu rolled her eyes at him and continued to finish the remaining strokes of the na.
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The last class this afternoon is Li Mumu’s least favorite, dance class.
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