There was still an unopened thermos flask on the table. Lu Qianling stood up so agitatedly that she almost flipped the table over. By the time she reacted, the water on the cup had already splashed onto her deskmate's textbook.
Lu Qianling quickly took out a packet of tissues and handed it to her deskmate. "I'm sorry, take some tissues first. I'm going out to take a call."
"Why are you so excited? It isn't some wild man calling you, right?" Her deskmate looked at her in disdain.
"More attractive to me than a wild man."
"…"
Lu Qianling saw that her deskmate was not angry and did not have any intention of pursuing the matter with her. Then, she took her phone and went to the corridor outside the classroom.
She pressed the answer button and pretended to be calm. "Little Sister Meng, why are you calling me?"
"Come out. I'm at the entrance of your school."
Meng Chuyuan had been here for a while.
