"Is that true?" Qiao Chen's worried eyes flickered. She didn't think that Wen Ziyu would speak so casually. Her hands unconsciously clenched even harder. Obviously not believing him but still trying hard to convince herself that it was true, she reluctantly said, "Brother Fu, you don't need to comfort me. It's fine even if she really scored 650. I never expected her to fail. I'll be happy for her if she made it into Qing University."
Fu Ge had always known that she was sensible and generous. It was also because of this he was more worried for her. His eyes grew softer and he put his hand on her shoulder. He spoke even more gently. "How can you still think of her even though she treated you so badly previously?"
Qiao Chen acted cute and said, "It's all in the past. I don't want to bring it up."
