Chi Zaozao sat down frustratedly, thinking that since they were surrounded by teachers and students, it wasn't suitable to confront Ye Que directly. She took out her phone to send him a text message.
"They insult me. Shouldn't I repay them for that?"
Ye Que quickly replied, "I actually think they're telling the truth."
Chi Zaozao was furious, glaring at him viciously.
So this was typical Ye Que, always opposing her.
Unable to contain her anger, she stealthily pinched Ye Que's thigh hard while the classmates weren't watching.
However, instead of him feeling the pain, his larger hand swiftly enveloped her small one.
She looked at him, and he looked back at her, his eyes holding a comfort and tenderness she hadn't seen before.
Chi Zaozao's heart instantly softened.
She no longer cared about her classmates' words.
Yes, what did their opinions matter? As long as she herself was upright, and as long as Ye Que stood up for her and protected her, what was there to be distracted by?
