"Jiajia...."
Song Jiawen furrowed her brows. She turned her head and stared into Jiang Yan's eyes, "Why do I feel like you're quite happy about this?"
This he definitely could not admit.
"How is that possible, you're mistaken!"
Song Jiawen rolled her eyes and huffed, "As the head of the class, you should be having meals with your classmates. Only then can it show that your class is close-knit and united, and it also reflects the value of your role as the class leader."
Jiang Yan understood. There must be some conflict with Weng Minhong or Zhang Ting, because everything had been fine when they returned from the hospital yesterday morning, and the only classmates he had seen were those two.
With Liu Wenhui absent today, even if he were present, it wouldn't be possible for him to have a conflict with her.
