Hearing this, Zhu Bufan was even more perplexed.
What's wrong with this girl? I just kindly saved you, and you're not grateful, but you even seem annoyed with me. What's going on?
However, this made Zhu Bufan have an even better impression of Ling Yajing. Such a girl was really rare.
When he saw the slightly hostile look on Ling Yajing's face, Zhu Bufan realized she must have mistaken him for the same type of person as Zhang Yadong.
Thinking this, Zhu Bufan chuckled wryly and hurriedly started to explain: "That... I..."
But before Zhu Bufan could finish his explanation, Ling Yajing cut him off: "Classmate, I have something to do, I'm going to leave first!"
Having said this, without caring about Zhu Bufan's expression, she grabbed her backpack with her hand, her slender white legs took a small step, and she walked straight ahead.
