Hu Jiawei had reached such a level of infatuation that Shen Jiayi was speechless.
Still, she could understand Hu Jiawei.
After all, the more she saw him, the more she felt she could not withstand it either, and wanted to date Ding Ling.
At the time, she felt she must have gone crazy.
Then she became deeply afraid.
She no longer dared sneak glances at Ding Ling.
She had almost been turned into a lovestruck fool by the 'Succubus.'
Hu Jiawei spent half of every class sneaking looks at Ding Ling. It was hardly difficult to understand why she had 'grown into' a lovestruck fool.
Because of this, she had even warned Hu Jiawei:
'You'd better stop looking at him. He's really strange. The more you look, the more you'll unknowingly fall for him.'
Hearing this, Hu Jiawei became very wary:
'Shen Jiayi, you haven't fallen for Ding Ling too, have you?'
'No, I haven't!'
Shen Jiayi stammered. 'What are you talking about?! How could that be possible!'
'Why not?'
Hu Jiawei stared fixedly at Shen Jiayi and pointed out the window. 'Just look for yourself. Are there still few people who've fallen for Ding Ling? You won't make much difference. But we're besties, so you can't steal him from me. You promised me before.'
'I know. Stop talking about it.'
Shen Jiayi was so embarrassed she could have died. Especially with Ke Jingteng sitting in front of her turning around to look at her, his undisguised contempt making her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles:
'I'm not. I absolutely won't steal him from you!'
'Good. I believe you. You have to keep your word.'
'Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.'
Shen Jiayi nodded like a pecking chick. 'Hu Jiawei, class is about to start. Hurry back to your seat.