C635 Squeezing in the Middle

Gu Yingchu couldn’t help but wonder if Ruan Xiang had picked this time on purpose. When they ran into each other, they exchanged only the briefest of glances, without a word of greeting. Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t cooperating, and Gu Yingchu’s seat was right in front of Ruan Xiang’s.

Ruan Xiujuan felt even more indignant. How could a woman from the countryside have the right to fly