Seeing Chen Nan's exaggerated expression, a flicker of astonishment appeared in the woman's eyes. Her Adam's apple moved as she tentatively asked, "Are you Chen Nan?"
"Who else could it be but me?" Chen Nan looked at Nie Xiaoyu with a puzzled face, "Isn't it... old monitor, why are you selling roujiamo here?"
Nie Xiaoyu had been his classmate for three years in high school; she was both the top student and the belle of the school. Her influence at school was by no means less than that of Liu Yiyi.
So.
Seeing his former top-student classmate selling roujiamo outside a hospital, how could he not be shocked?
Nie Xiaoyu's expression turned melancholy, "I didn't do well in the college entrance exam that year."
"Plus, with my grandfather in the hospital, I set up this small stall here to subsidize the household, hoping to earn some money to help out."
