Shui Yue'er's hand hung in midair. She was stunned.
"What's wrong with your little sister?"
The others also noticed something was off.
Wu Changbing never spoke in that tone, much less hit anyone.
Among them, only Wu Changkong knew what was going on.
He set down his teacup and stood, keeping his voice as casual as possible. "Ahem, I just had an argument with my sister. She's sulking. You can head back. I'll soothe her."
Xue Wu asked, "What did you argue about?"
Shui Yue'er chimed in, "Exactly, class monitor. You're all grown up, and you're still arguing with your little sister?"
As she spoke, she reached for Wu Changbing's little face, wanting to comfort her.
Wu Changkong immediately darted in front of Shui Yue'er, caught her hand, and drew her two steps back, putting some distance between her and Wu Changbing.
"Just leave comforting my sister to me. Head back first."
"But..."
Shui Bing'er glanced at Wu Changkong, then at the cold-faced Wu Changbing, and her heart lurched.
She had never seen Wu Changbing like this, nor did she think this was an ordinary sulk.
She said softly, "Yue'er, be good. Let's head back."
"All right."
Ling Shuang glanced at Wu Changkong. "Think it over carefully tonight. Will you go back and face it, or keep hiding for now? Give me an answer tomorrow."
"I'll give it some serious thought."
They left the room one after another.
Shui Bing'er trailed behind. When she reached the doorway, she stopped and turned back to look at him.
"Call me if anything happens."
"What could possibly happen to me?"
Shui Bing'er murmured an acknowledgment, her gaze settling on Wu Changbing inside the room.
Her unease grew, but in the end, she said nothing more and pulled the door closed behind her.
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