"Hmm, okay, then please have Teacher Qi pay the medical bills."
Qi Cheng glared at Tang Yanqi, angrily took a bite of his candied hawthorn: "Tangtang, where's your integrity? Your integrity?"
"It fell off because of someone."
"Hmm?"
"That person is eating candied hawthorn now."
"Oh my, Tang Yanqi, you stop right there, damn it, stop, where are you running off to."
Sheng Jianan stepped out from behind the tree, looking at the two people who had already run far away, a hint of a smile still lingering on the corner of his lips. Just how many sides does this woman have?
In front of Grandpa, she's obedient and graceful; in front of me, she's calm and indifferent; and before her classmates, she seems to be quite different again.
The phone in his pocket rang, interrupting Sheng Jianan's thoughts. Only then did he return to reality, realizing that his attention had somehow drifted to Tang Yanqi again.
