The bell for class rang, and Cheng Anyue returned to the classroom with a cup of milk tea under everyone's gaze.
She vaguely heard people talking about her and Huayu, but she was not curious about what they were talking about at all. It was the same cliché.
Zhou Xiaomin looked at the milk tea on the table and said with a smile,""An Yue, this Hua Yu is really good to you."
Cheng Anyue glanced at her. A cup of milk tea?
Wasn't this the way boys chased girls in romance novels?
Knowing Cheng Anyue's thoughts, Zhou Xiaomin said in a low voice,""You don't believe me, but when Hua Yu was with the school Belle, he wasn't this attentive. It was always the school Belle who sent him food and drinks."
So there was a comparison. Cheng Anyue wasn't interested in this at all. She pushed the milk tea to Zhou Xiaomin and said,"you know I don't like milk tea. You can help me solve this."
"This is not good."
