He Miao did not mind, but she did not know what Jing Yan's relationship with them was, so she could not make decisions for him. She turned to him and asked for his opinion.
Unexpectedly, Jing Yan had the same thought. Seeing her probing gaze, he could not help but smile and stroke her soft hair. "Go and tell your teacher first. I'll go with you."
"Alright," she said. He Miao nodded happily. She could not wait to see her teacher first, to show him that she had not wasted the opportunity he had given her.
Meng Xin watched the interaction between the two and was so jealous that her fingers dug into her flesh.
'Brother Jing Yan had never smiled so gently at her before, let alone stroked her head.'
She stomped her feet in anger, but Meng Lang glared at her. She could only swallow her sarcastic words back and follow the two reluctantly.
