Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1761 Everyone Hates An Outstanding Person

Yasmin had never felt so embarrassed before.

With Ian’s unrelenting reprimands, topped off with the astonished looks of the crowd in the library, all she wanted to do at the moment was to find a hole to crawl and hide.

I only took a glance at his laptop. Is there a need for him to have such a reaction?

She grew frustrated.

“I didn’t touch your laptop. It’s just that someone gave you a video call, and it’s affecting the other students here. That’s why I wanted to turn it off for you.”

“You could’ve just shut the laptop!” Ian, whose rage was still burning, retorted.

At once, the library fell into a deafening silence.

Yeah, that’s true. She could’ve just shut the laptop if it was noisy. Why fiddle with something that doesn’t belong to her? Is that girl dumb? Or is she trying to invade his privacy?

The crowd threw their stares toward Yasmin again.

Her face turned scarlet as anger consumed her.

Without uttering another word, she clenched her fists tightly as she glared at Ian, then returned to her desk, packed her stuff, and hurried out of the library.

Very well. Remember what you did, Ian!

Ian could not care less about how the situation had

afternoon, after finding some finance-related books, he accepted a project by the Hayes

that project

still possible for that building. So, other than clinching the deal, you have to think about

Ian: It’s fine.

responded with two words as he stared intently at the map of the commercial district

If there are any other matters, feel free to contact me. Also, I’ve arranged for Ms. Myers and

Ian: Mm-hmm.

the library as he realized it was time for

afternoon, when he entered the lecture

the empty

that guy scolded our ice queen at

saw it. How can anyone not know who the ice queen is? She’s our goddess, someone who is so precious to us. And him? He’s just a new transfer student. What

“Exactly!”

the crowd saw Ian making his way in, they immediately gave him a

empty seats with his backpack, paying no attention to

perfectly contented

sitting there all

think he’s a weird dude? He never talks, and neither does he mingle with us.

during the two classes this morning, and I noticed that he doesn’t even know

someone made, everyone immediately turned to Ian again and shot him their mocking-filled

Don’t spout

a round-face girl, with her hair tied up in a bun, trotted into the lecture hall. Hearing the intense chatters among the crowd gossiping about Ian, she knitted her brows and