"Jiang Ning's contact information?" Shen Qing'e sized up Ji Yan, momentarily uncertain of her intentions.
Although during middle school, the two had competed privately, Shen Qing'e won the election for the cultural committee, and also slightly outperformed her academically.
Once upon a time, Shen Qing'e felt a subtle sense of pride, but as she grew older, she found it harder to laugh about it.
The family background of Ji Yan's parents, even within the 8th class of Fourth Middle School, was considered among the better ones.
It's like coal bosses may be unsophisticated, but no one doubts their cash flow.
Ji Yan put her hands in her pockets and asked back, "You don't have it?"
Shen Qing'e: "I have it."
"What do you want his contact information for?" She stared at Ji Yan.
Ji Yan was very pretty, but there were many pretty girls, Bai Yuxia, Geng Lu, the twins, and Jiang Ning's neighbor, so Shen Qing'e wasn't too worried.
