Wen Li's eyes brimmed with tears that twinkled like dewdrops, slowly sliding down from her eyelids, soaking the clothes on Ji Zeqiu's shoulder.
"Who bullied you? I'll go settle the score with them!" Ji Zeqiu looked anxious.
"No one bullied me, it's my own problem," Wen Li shook her head.
Her phone, tucked away in her pocket, rang. She stepped back from Ji Zeqiu's chest and took out her phone.
It was a call from Xiao Yu.
Ji Zeqiu also saw the name displayed on the incoming call, and his expression fell. He had already pictured Wen Li answering the call and then leaving.
Each time Xiao Yu called Wen Li, she would leave him behind, and it had become a habit.
However, Wen Li seemed not to have seen Xiao Yu's name at all, as she directly hung up the call.
Without needing to ask, Ji Zeqiu knew she must be having a conflict with Xiao Yu. Beneath his calm facade, a hint of pleasure was hidden.
