"Nothing special," Ye Shaohua smiled.
But this sentence sounded like evasion to everyone else.
Xu Mengjie glanced at the expressions of the surrounding students and, not bothering to talk more with Ye Shaohua, directly called for the waiter to pay the bill.
The group moved forward in a noisy and boisterous manner, in twos and threes.
Most of them were trying to cozy up to Nie Xi and Pan Sheng.
Their capabilities were self-evident without having to say a word.
Nie Xi, though not yet graduated, was already a rising starlet. Knowing a future superstar would greatly enhance one's social standing.
As they turned the corner, they ran into a group of people.
At their head was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses. Unlike Nie Xi and the others, this man, although outstanding, exuded an unapproachable depth.
"Su Qin, what a coincidence to run into you in B City," Pan Sheng brightened up at the sight of the young man.
