Outside the school gates, Kendeji fast-food restaurant.
The four of them sat together, drinking cola, eating fried chicken, burgers, and egg tarts.
He Yu and Li Chuxin were both thoroughly enjoying themselves, chatting and laughing the whole time.
Though both of them came from wealthy families and could eat whatever they wanted, they normally wouldn't have given a Kendeji combo meal worth a few dozen yuan a second glance.
But this meal was different.
Lin Zichen had paid for it. The joy of getting something for free was something money couldn't buy.
Unlike the two of them, Shen Qinghan was distracted the whole time, silently keeping her head down and eating.
When no one spoke to her, she stayed quiet.
When someone tried to talk to her, she gave a perfunctory answer.
Lin Zichen could tell something was bothering her. He guessed she was feeling down because she hadn't done well in the Physical Fitness Test and sparring match.
But he didn't try to comfort her, pretending nothing had happened.
Some things were better left unmentioned. Bringing them up could be like rubbing salt in a wound.
Before long, all four of them had eaten their fill.
He Yu thanked his godfather, while Li Chuxin thanked Mr. Lin.
Then the two of them each took a taxi home.
Seeing that Shen Qinghan was still feeling low, Lin Zichen smiled at her and said:
"I remember you were almost out of watercolor paints, weren't you? Come on, let's take a look around the mall upstairs. I'll buy you a new set."
"Ah, you don't have to. I hardly paint anymore, and there's no need to waste money."
Shen Qinghan waved her hand as she spoke.
Ever since she started high school and her workload suddenly ramped up, she hadn't painted