Flustered, Wen Xi spun around. “I—I’m not Shuyu,” she stammered. Lu Qinghan’s brow furrowed. Pretending not to know him? Was she angry that he’d been too busy to pay her any attention these past few days? Wen Xi didn't dare let him press further. As she tried to flee the classroom, the principal trailing Lu Qinghan shot her a disapproving look. “Class is about to start. Get back to your seat!” Her