You treat others as your goddess, others treat you as their spare tire [ask for flowers]

"Hehe…"
Hearing all kinds of voices that were full of disdain and criticism of Sigismond Ingalls, Shen Yunxia smiled with her hands covering her mouth, looking very charming, and her mood also improved a lot.
I don't know what's going on, but the more these classmates from the same school ridiculed Sigismond Ingalls, the more Shen Yunxia felt relieved.
Zhuo Yu watched coldly and said nothing, but he already had the intention of leaving.
When they learned that Sigismond Ingalls was...