"No need." Ling Tianyu waved his hand. After dyeing it, it will fade just the same. Rather than going through the trouble, it's better to leave it as is.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the two of them knew their Brother Yu's temperament well enough to understand that his decision was unlikely to change.
"By the way, how is Xia Qingyi doing?" Ling Tianyu lit a cigarette, not having forgotten his good brother Lin Lang's sister. It's been a while since he last saw her but with his two brothers looking out for her, there shouldn't be any problems.
"Don't worry, Brother Yu, she's fine," Dongfang Yan assured him with a comforting look. With both their families protecting her, she was definitely in safe hands.
Ling Tianyu felt reassured, turned around to glance at the building of Number Thirty-One Middle School behind him, fixated on the position of Class Four in Year Seven on the seventh floor, then got into the car and left.
