Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

An Xia came in, Ruo Da's classroom was instantly quiet.

There was no answer at all.

As Tong Xiaoguan said, An Xia, the richest man, doesn't say much, and she does everything in her work.

He is really generous, especially when it comes to paying money, what needs to be purchased in the class, and before the funds have been used, the items needed by the class will be handed over to the class leader the next day.

Talking about gossip, that's not even more!

An Xia basically does not participate in the piles of places.

Regardless of the high profile on the first day of school, the students found that An Xia had the lowest profile when it was really going to be in the class.

Self-introduction is very simple.

"I'm An Xia."

Then, no more!

Go up and back to your seat, ten seconds are over.

It was so short that the counselor said, "This is the shortest self-introduction I have ever seen."

Generally speaking, even more introverted students will say where they come from.

An Xia, not at all.

Before, they were also worried that An Xia might not get along well, the super-rich girl might have some minor problems.

For example: domineering, non-duality, coquettish... and so on. You can endure the small problems of the past with forbearance.

But An Xia didn't have it at all.

Apart from being colder, it's really easy to get along with.

Such a fairy classmate, you said she harmed her classmates to loan usury on campus, well, I don't dare to believe it.

Everyone looked at An Xia, and the crying Tian Xinyuan shrank her shoulders, and even swallowed her cry.

Afraid to cry.

From the bottom of my heart, I feel embarrassed.

Every time she was swept away by her cold eyes, Tian Xinyuan would always raise her hand to touch her neck subconsciously.

This time, it was the same again.

No, it scares her more than ever.

Sweeping sharp as a knife, Tian Xinyuan covered her neck.

The head of the item is still there, not lost...

"Brother, you can count it, she..."

It was Tong Xiaoguan's angry voice, pointing at Tian Xinyuan to be ready to say something, and seeing An Xia raise her hand to stop her from speaking.

Tong Xiaoguan, who was full of words, swallowed fiercely.

Tian Xinyuan gave Tian Xinyuan an angry look in her eyes, and she sat down.

Chu Tang also sat down together and whispered to her, "Don't be angry, Tian Xinyuan dare not talk nonsense when An Xia comes."

"How dare she still? The bad words are all over." The boxer reached the long table, and Tong Xiaoguan still hated Tian Xinyuan at the moment.

This little green tea is so crazy!

Did you find a backer, so I dared to target An Xia.

An Xia walked towards Tian Xinyuan.

The pace is particularly leisurely, like walking in the back garden, relaxing and cozy.

Asiti could not follow a few steps, the phone rang wildly

Call from counselor.

She said, "Axicuo, give me all the screenshots of the chat history between you and your brother. Right now, take the screenshots to me right away! You must immediately clarify, and you can't take advantage of others."

"Okay, I'll post it right away."

After Axicuo finished speaking, he ended the call and entered the information interface "KaKa" screenshots.

At the beginning of Tang Dynasty, Axicuo's eyes were red, and he had obviously cried.

Pulled Tong Xiaoguan to his feet and walked towards Asicuo.

And An Xia was already standing in front of Tian Xinyuan.

"You, You, An Xia, what are you doing, I, I, I, I, I warn you, you, you, you have to dare to hit me, I, I, and my family will not let you go!"

Tian Xinyuan was afraid of An Xia, and she was afraid that she could not stand steady before An Xia spoke.

The other students listened, even breathing a little tighter.

Will the super rich girl beat someone if she gets angry?

In case of a fight, Tian Xinyuan would definitely not be able to fight An Xia.

An Xia didn't bother to beat this kind of people who chewed his tongue behind his back.

I took a lot of time to look at Tian Xinyuan, and asked with a smile, "Lending usury? It's hard for you, a daughter who doesn't touch the sun with her fingers, still knows about usury."