Ye Xiaowei's face turned red: "Meiling, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't."
"Still denying? These days, you're talking about Jun every single day. Don't think I don't know," Zhou Meiling seized the chance to tattle: "One night, I saw her wearing pretty clothes, probably for wearing the next time she meets you."
"Oh, stop it, Meiling," Ye Xiaowei shyly interjected, but inside she was actually overjoyed.
Meanwhile, Qiaoxilin, seeing this, felt a bit jealous.
She sent Gao Jun a message: [When can you also sit beside me and attend class together?]
Gao Jun saw the message from Qiaoxilin, but he didn't reply right away.
Instead, under the pretext of going to the bathroom, he sent her one: [When you attend a supplementary class, I'll join you for one.]
Qiaoxilin: [You said it, don't back out.]
Gao Jun: [Why would I back out? I'm afraid it's you who might change your mind later.]
