Li Meng seemed very satisfied with the "meeting place" she had chosen. She deliberately emphasized the final word, "safe," then looked at Zheng Qing as if waiting for him to hurry up and praise her.
The young publicly funded student's expression gradually stiffened.
Upon hearing the little witch's "announcement," his heart gave a slight jolt, and he immediately recalled the final stretch of his nightmare that morning. In that nightmare, the deal beneath the Cat Fruit Tree had not been safe in the slightest—the black cat had first fallen from the tree, then encountered the perilous sight of two witches confronting each other face-to-face.
It was truly aggravating.
"The Cat Fruit Tree?" He seemed unable to believe his ears and repeated the question uncertainly.
"Bingo!"
Li Meng raised a hand and snapped her fingers with a soft puff, producing not the slightest sound. Then she looked at her fingers in annoyance and muttered, "Huh? How strange. It was pretty loud last night!"
With that, she began studying why her finger snap sounded like a fart today.
"Oh, okay, okay. Thank you, I understand." The young publicly funded student was equally distracted. He thanked her absentmindedly and trudged listlessly back toward his seat.
Jiang Yu blinked, looking first at her "deep in thought" cousin, then at the "lost and despondent" Zheng Qing. Her lovely brows knitted together as she wondered what had happened between the two of them this time.
As Zheng Qing approached his seat, he caught the scent of chamomile tea from afar.
It immediately calmed much of his restless mood.
"Thank you."
The boy repeated the words he had said moments ago, sincerely thanking Fatty Xin. The Fat Wizard seemed not to hear him. His entire head was hidden behind a thick newspaper as he read today's Beta