"No way." Xu Nian'an was smiling just a moment ago, but his expression hardened the instant he saw that girl.
The girl with the braided pigtails looked unhappy and glared at Xu Nian'an, saying, "Stingy, Nianhua, can you help me instead?"
She immediately placed the book in front of Xu Nianhua.
Xu Nianhua looked at the new book and then back at the girl, completely clueless about who she was.
The memory was too distant. She could still somewhat remember her relatives, but classmates and such, she just couldn't recall.
"Zheng Jin, you should wrap your own books. Why always ask others?" Xu Nian'an pushed the book back to her, and Xu Nianhua's silence made him think she didn't want to help.
"Did you also wrap hers?" Zheng Jin asked with wide eyes staring at Xu Nian'an.
Her eyes seemed to question why she couldn't ask others to wrap her book if her book was wrapped by him.
"I'm her brother," Xu Nian'an replied without a second thought.
Zheng Jin: "..."
