"That guy is pretty arrogant. He once got drunk at the male dormitory and publicly declared that Wanwan was his. Once he saw Wanwan chatting and laughing with a male classmate, he threatened the guy not to speak with Wanwan anymore."
"He is skilled in martial arts and everyone at the school fears him. Now, almost no man dares to approach Wanwan."
Zhao Lu listed the Martial Arts Club president's wrongdoings. After hearing this, Xue Jing shook his head and sighed, "This guy really has no taste."
Xue Wan raised an eyebrow, reached out with her slender hand to pinch his waist, and threatened,
"What are you saying?"
Xue Jing spread his hands, "Nothing."
As the group talked, they walked into the Martial Arts Club venue. A male college student dressed in a training garment immediately lit up and came over, smiling,
"Hey, Goddess Xue is here, welcome, welcome!"
Xue Jing looked at his sister, gave an 'uh' sound, "Goddess?"
