Wei Chuyin smiled.
"That's because there were hardly any girls in our class."
"Ah..."
Chen Xiang felt awkward.
Wei Chuyin looked at him, clumsy yet sincere, her eyes flowing with warmth.
"You decide where to go."
Chen Xiang was stunned, then burst with joy, raising his fist, "YES!"
Then, knowing full well there was no way Jiang Chen could hear him, he still shouted, "Thank you, President Jiang!"
Wei Chuyin smiled and looked at the majestic building.
Time waits for no one; everyone has moved on. It's time for her to reconcile with her past self.
"Is Sister Qianqian feeling better?"
Who knows if the old schoolmates are dating, but Jiang Chen certainly arranged one, picking up Li Shuru and choosing an Italian restaurant after leaving Martial Saint and Daoist Duanmu at home.
More people are lively, but two-person worlds make for easier conversation.
"Yeah, she's much better."
"I told you drinking hot water helps."
Li Shuru smiled gently.
