Li Sicheng inevitably felt a little guilty and stammered, "I didn't bully her! I just found it novel, so…"
"So you made a show of a love letter?" The boy's expression grew frosty.
Li Sicheng kept silent and lowered his head guiltily.
Gong Fan suddenly extended his hand and said, "Give it to me."
Li Sicheng was stunned for a moment. At first, he did not understand what Gong Fan meant until he saw the boy's open palm. At that moment, he understood that he was asking him for the notebook, so he obediently handed it to him.
Gong Fan placed the notebook back on the table and walked to Qing'er's side. He leaned over slightly and held her arm.
"Get up." He spoke quietly, not loudly, but clearly enough for her to hear. However Qing'er was reluctant to get up and face him.
