Si Ruoran was going to be driven to death by this idiotic roommate. It had been bad enough that she kept opposing her before, but now she even smeared dirt on her.
"It's yours?" The homeroom teacher clearly wasn't particularly convinced of this conclusion, but at least someone stood up to testify, making it easier to report quickly.
"No, it's not."
"Then whose is it?"
Si Ruoran was momentarily at a loss for words, and the homeroom teacher's face turned even sourer.
Due to this matter, the principal was already furious with her. The school's teachers were in an uproar, and she couldn't lift her head in the office this morning.
"Teacher, aren't you going to investigate before convicting Si?"
Xin Yibin stood up, his eyebrows showing a hint of fierceness. Si Ruoran looked into his eyes, which seemed like an ancient well, with a cold icy shadow.
The homeroom teacher didn't expect the top student to stand up and speak for Si Ruoran.
