Zhou Yuwen didn't come back until after five in the afternoon, and Zheng Yanyan's class hadn't finished yet. It was a sketching class, and the weather was gloomy. After assigning the sketching task, the teacher left the classroom.
The students clearly weren't focused on drawing, chatting away endlessly.
Zheng Yanyan could be considered part of the winning group in life. She ranked in the top three among all the girls at the school in terms of overall ability, a girl from the Capital city, from a well-off family, plus she had an excellent boyfriend.
For her, university was all about enjoying life.
She perched elegantly on her long boots, chatting away with classmates about which store in Jinling had pretty clothes and which had tasty food.
Proudly stating, "My boyfriend has taken me to that shop."
The food is tasty, indeed, but there's always a queue.
"How boring!"
"I heard that place is expensive, Yanyan, your boyfriend really treats you well."
