Wang Leke's plaintive cry vibrated the phone.
Ruan Qi quickly moved the phone away from her ear.
"Wang Kele, speak properly," she said.
Wang Leke sniffled slightly, "Sister Ruan, I'm finally back in the country! That so-called noble academy is no place for people!"
Since receiving a lesson from Ruan Qi, Wang Leke had reformed.
His father, Wang Mingliang, was immensely relieved and enrolled him in a management course at some prestigious international academy.
It was a one-month program, and mid-last month Wang Leke was dumped into the school, returning only yesterday.
"Sister Ruan, I've been eating steak and foie gras for a month, I nearly developed fatty liver! Do you have time tonight? Let's plan for dinner! How about spicy crayfish?!"
Spicy crayfish?
The young girl's eyes lit up, and her resolution to "lose four jin" that she had just made with Gu Feiyang a few minutes ago was thoroughly devoured by the thought of heaps of spicy crayfish.
