Quan Sicheng watched his classmate's earnest expression, and his heart skipped a beat.
"What do you mean? Do you suspect Qingqing?"
The classmate met his questioning eyes and nodded.
"You don't need me to remind you how much animosity there is between them, right?"
Speaking of this, the classmate let out a sigh, "Under such circumstances, how could Shi Yiqing resist the urge to cause trouble?"
Quan Sicheng pursed his lips, his complexion unreadable, "Don't talk nonsense, Qingqing isn't that kind of person."
"Whether she's that kind of person isn't up to you to decide."
The classmate shrugged, "Who knows? You've been together so long, yet you don't even know her temperament."
"How is that possible?"
Quan Sicheng insisted on denying the possibility.
Seeing his reaction, the classmate could only say, "You can't wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep."
"If you keep saying it's impossible, there's nothing I can do about it, whatever."
