Zhou Yuwen had parked not far from the classroom building. While Zheng Yanyan and Chang Hao were talking, Yuwen had already parked the car in front of the building.
At that moment, Zheng Yanyan's phone rang. She glanced at Chang Hao, who was still earnestly speaking to her, and said with a cold face, "This is between Zhou Yuwen and me; it's none of your business."
"What nonsense!" Zheng Yanyan truly found Chang Hao's comments nonsensical.
Coming up to say he's inferior?
How is he inferior?
Just because I had a few words with Zhou Yuwen he feels inferior?
Doesn't he feel inferior himself?
Zheng Yanyan had initially felt a bit apologetic for taking up so much of Chang Hao's time, but after hearing what he said, she suddenly felt that Chang Hao didn't know how to speak.
Without paying any further attention to Chang Hao, she turned and walked away.
