Murong Qiao naturally knew that An Nuo wanted to hold a class gathering.
The two of them stayed at home at night. An Nuo would always share what happened during the day with Murong Qiao.
"A gathering? Was it organized by Qing Chuan?" Murong Qiao picked out the main point.
She frowned secretly and felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't find any problems at the moment.
An Nuo understood Murong Qiao's worry, so she patted her shoulder, wanting Murong Qiao to relax.
"I've asked my classmates. Everyone knows about it and it's not just me. Moreover, we've confirmed the time and place. There's no problem," she explained.
Murong Qiao didn't want to stop An Nuo from socializing, but the more it sounded fine, the more she felt that something was wrong.
Murong Qiao was still cautious. "Remember to call me if you have any problems. I'll pick you up then."
"Qiao, you're the best!" An Nuo hugged her.
