Xia Jinyuan watched Ye Jian walk into the campus. The smile in his eyes never disappeared. He retracted his gaze and glanced at Sun Ying, who had been parked by the roadside without showing her face. His warm smile instantly turned into a cold smile. A cold glint flashed across his eyes.
How could a rat-like existence dream of going further?
On this day, Ye Jian had lunch with the entire class. In the afternoon, they ran to the park to play. At night, a group of people booked a private room in a karaoke joint. Ye Jian didn't know how to sing or dance. She just watched the students sing and dance while she swayed slightly to the rhythm. Seeing that she wasn't participating, An Jiaxin mocked her mercilessly.
Sun Ying, who had been following closely behind, was angry for the entire day. Sitting in the car, she was hungry and tired. She panted heavily as she tortured herself alone in the car.
