Zhuo Junyi stood at the door, lacking the courage to go in, "So… I'm leaving."
The next second, Zhuo Junyi turned around and walked away composedly.
Once her figure disappeared from their line of sight, she broke into a run.
She clearly knew that if she left now, wouldn't it be exactly what Gu Moyu wanted?
They had agreed to compete fairly, but she just couldn't handle it like Gu Moyu could.
Su Shijie's hand holding the screwdriver paused, his brow lightly wrinkling.
Gu Moyu took another piece out, "Shijie, do you want another piece?"
"No thanks, and move a bit, you're blocking my light."
All Su Shijie wanted was to hurry up and fix Gu Moyu's computer, and half an hour later, it booted successfully.
"Shijie, you're really impressive, even better than the professional computer repairers outside. Let me treat you to dinner to show my gratitude, OK?"
