The school bell rang at noon.
Wang Yong looked as if he had been liberated. He immediately turned and ran, unwilling to stay even one second longer.
Seeing his former deskmate in such a sorry state, Dong Qingfeng could not help but laugh. Wang Yong's disdainful comments when he had once rated the Four Golden Flowers rose to mind again.
Two different times, two different circumstances.
"He's even more cowardly than I imagined!" Dong Qingfeng shook his head.
Pang Jiao is pretty terrifying. It's normal that he gave in," Meng Ziyun said.
Wu Xiaoqi and Song Sheng had both made a habit of admitting defeat back then.
"The main thing is that he folded too fast. Not a trace of manliness in him," Dong Qingfeng said.
"Forget it, let's not talk about that. I'll take you out for lunch. There's a restaurant with really good stir-fries." As Dong Qingfeng spoke, he casually glanced at Shen Qing'e, who was still sitting in her seat.
She no longer had her usual cheerfulness. In its place were brows that often knitted with worry. Yet that very melancholy seemed to cast a glow over her, deeply drawing Dong Qingfeng in.
Time for the caring gentleman to make his move! Dong Qingfeng asked with concern, "Shen Qing'e, why aren't you going out for lunch?"
"There are too many people outside. I'll go out in half an hour," Shen Qing'e said.
Dong Qingfeng immediately invited her. "I know a restaurant that tastes great. It's a little far from school. Want to come?"
Meng Ziyun's face darkened. What did you mean by that, Dong Qingfeng? Jiang Yanan, beside her, said, "Really? Then let's go together!"
Aside from her small eyes, Jiang Yanan was practically flawless, and she had plenty of admirers. Dong Qingfeng was more than happy