Ye Jingzhe pursed his lips, feigning indifference. There was only one word to describe how he felt: "Annoying."
Having said that, he hung up the phone directly.
Afterward, with a cold stride, he followed Si Mingjing away from the school entrance, always maintaining a forward-looking demeanor without glancing sideways.
"Wow! Ye Jingzhe, is this your mom? Your mom is so beautiful!"
At the school entrance, Ye Jingzhe encountered a classmate who cast envious glances his way, thinking Ye Jingzhe's mom was both stunning and cool, with a great presence.
Ye Jingzhe secretly glanced up, sizing up the tall and elegant Si Mingjing. He wanted to say no, but in the end, he swallowed his words.
Ignoring his classmate, Ye Jingzhe took even colder steps, his small chin slightly raised and his little shoulders held ramrod straight.
