When girls get together, they always seem to have so much to talk about. Soon, Chen Xiner and Murong Wan became quite familiar with each other, chatting and laughing softly from time to time.
The people in the cafeteria, surrounded by two beautiful girls, were so jealous that they wanted to grab a stool and hit Bai Xiaofan.
"I've been looking for you for ages. Why didn't you reply to my WeChat?" Just then, a pleasant female voice rang out, and a beautiful figure sat across from Bai Xiaofan—it was Chu Yuyan.
"You sent a WeChat message? I didn't notice. What's up?" As Bai Xiaofan spoke, he picked a piece of meat from Chu Yuyan's plate and put it into his mouth.
"I found out about the incident this morning. Let's talk after you finish eating," Chu Yuyan said, not only forgiving Bai Xiaofan but also picking out all the meat for him.
Watching the affectionate couple, Murong Wan and Chen Xiner felt a bit dizzy. The already jealous crowd was on the verge of exploding.
