Low-class compartment!?
Leng Zhen Guo's words sounded extremely natural.
The meaning he conveyed seemed utterly justified.
In his eyes, an ordinary compartment is indeed a low-class compartment!
Yet, these words felt somewhat harsh to the ears of Nong Zhenyang and others.
Everyone's expression was quite uneasy, and their hearts were very displeased.
But none of them dared to react; they could only endure silently!
Someone like Leng Zhen Guo, not even Nong Zhenyang can compare!
They can't afford to provoke him!
Xu Junya's face turned frosty, and she pressed her lips together, unable to lash out directly.
Finally, she took a deep breath and said coldly to Leng Zhen Guo, "I don't care which compartment I'm in! I want to be with my classmates! So thank you for your kindness, Young Master Leng!"
"No no no... Xiao Ya! That won't do! Originally, I was planning to send you in a private car! You can't sit in such a compartment; that's where low-class people sit!"
