C311 True or false?

Everyone looked at her doubtfully. Was it true?

Xiong Yingying didn't have the mood to waste time on others anymore, she quickly urged everyone to leave and returned to the study room.

Wang Shouxiu's forehead was already beaded with sweat. She couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe it off for him.

"Is this young lady bewitched?" Two servants walked while muttering to themselves