After dinner, Jiang Chen dropped Li Shuru off at the entrance of the arts academy.
She had a dance class in the afternoon.
Up to this day, the two of them did not bother to hide anything and didn't care about what was being said at school.
"Shu Rui, what does Jiang Chen mean by this?"
Zheng Jingjing had obviously heard about the love letter incident, and during a brief rest in the middle of class, she approached Li Shuru righteously indignant.
"How could he write a love letter to another girl? That's just too much!"
Li Shuru was stretching her legs.
"He wrote it on behalf of Luo Peng," she said.
"You believe that? Maybe they're in cahoots, conning you together!"
Li Shuru neither confirmed nor denied it, leaning her delicate body forward until her torso was parallel to the ground, her flexibility surpassing imagination.
If there were LSPs here, they would certainly drool and comment on her ability to utilize any pose.
