Su Qing asked Zhou Yuwen if he could come back first.
"I have something to tell you."
"Why don't you come to class and talk to me? Do you really need to go to my house?" Zhou Yuwen replied.
"Zhou Yuwen, stop pretending. I already know everything."
"Know what?"
"Come back, and I'll tell you."
"Refusal."
Zhou Yuwen certainly wouldn't bring Su Qing home. Alone with a woman— if Su Qing were to falsely accuse him, he'd be defenseless regardless of the truth.
Seeing that Zhou Yuwen disagreed no matter what, Su Qing was livid.
"Fine! Then I'll come to you!"
So, close to noon while the fourth period was in session,
At that moment, the students in the lecture hall were all thinking about what to eat that evening, when a girl appeared at the classroom door.
It was Su Qing with her hair tied in a ponytail. She politely said, "Teacher, may I speak to Zhou Yuwen?"
The teacher gave an acknowledgment and called out to the class, "Is Zhou Yuwen here?"
