The Hong family was gone, and if they had any charcoal, Jiaxin was likely the only one who knew.
Having interacted with Jiaxin, Luo Yang could not be sure that she knew nothing about the charcoal.
Nowadays, Luo Yang was the closest person to Jiaxin.
Seeing her frown and ponder, he knew she was in a bad mood and could only comfort her.
"Class monitor..."
At his gentle call, her pretty face turned even redder, her plump, red lips curled into a smile, casting him a sly glance.
"Class monitor, I will protect you for a lifetime," Luo Yang said sincerely.
At his somewhat confessional words, a sweet smile spilled from the corners of her mouth; though she tried to hide it, she couldn't contain her laughter.
"Class monitor, have your parents ever talked to you about charcoal?" he asked.
"I've never heard my parents mention charcoal from childhood till now. I don't understand what this is all about," Jiaxin recalled.
Seeing Luo Yang's face turn red, Jiaxin couldn't help but laugh.
