"Xiangyang, you really are petty."
"How so?"
"It's just... it's just that you'd use methods like this to make me submit to you..."
She puffed up her cheeks dissatisfiedly. It seemed she was indeed a bit upset about having to apologize just now. Miss Qingyue's pride was quite high after all, because in any field, she had never been defeated by anyone.
However, the class president didn't speak too harshly, for fear he might do something foolish again.
"..."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhu Qingyue started murmuring again.
"You're really too willful, too willful! I can't stand you. If it wasn't for you being my friend, if it wasn't for liking you a lot, if it wasn't for... for Xing Jie's sake, I definitely would have left you behind!"
"And you have the nerve to criticize me?"
Xu Xiangyang retorted irritably. But as soon as he spoke, he felt his wound as if it had been tugged on, and he grimaced in pain again.
