To Fang Zheng, there was no way he believed Silvia simply wanted to discuss business with him. Her text message had made that perfectly clear.
They were supposedly discussing the school festival, yet Silvia wanted them to meet off campus and had specifically told Fang Zheng to disguise himself. After all, it would be troublesome if they were discovered.
Hmm... that sounded reasonable, but... What a load of crap! You wicked little girl!
Weren't you the Student Council President?
Why not just lay everything out and discuss official business in the Student Council room? It wasn't like he would eat her alive in front of everyone.
She was making this look so secretive, like some underground resistance rendezvous. Only an idiot would believe she had no other motives.
Although Silvia had seemed harmless, smart, and kind during their previous encounters, Fang Zheng had not missed the gleam in her eyes. Especially the look she got whenever she talked about music—it felt quite familiar to him. He had often seen that look in his previous life. There really were people obsessed with music who appeared perfectly normal in daily life, yet threw caution to the wind the moment something they loved was involved.
So Silvia had deliberately made this so mysterious, claiming she needed to keep a low profile and conceal herself because she was a huge star... Who do you think you're fooling?
Precisely because she was a huge star, shouldn't she have handled things openly? It wasn't as if they were actually going on a romantic date. What was she trying to pull?
Setting a trap for him?
Still, you might have your clever schemes, but he had ways around them...
Fang Zheng looked at the message before him and gave a cold chuckle.
Wasn't this just mutual damage?