"Li Mengtao, what's gotten into you all of a sudden?" Her deskmate couldn't help but frown.
The girl addressed as Li Mengtao sneered without any intention of holding back, "Isn't it true that someone here scored only 32 on the last test?"
"I don't remember offending you, did I?" Sheng Ning'an looked at her coldly.
She had never felt ashamed of scoring 32, as grades aren't the sole measure of everything, but just because she didn't care didn't mean she was willing to be mocked.
It seemed as though her opponent had taken the wrong medication, biting like a mad dog out of nowhere.
Li Mengtao's eyes flashed with jealousy as she slightly lifted her chin and said, "I'm merely stating the facts. I've heard your mother is a professor in the Mathematics Department at Jing University, yet her own daughter scores only 32 in math, I truly worry for her students."
Sheng Ning'an was beautiful, and many boys in the school liked her, even the boy she liked had confessed to her a few days ago.
