"Spill the beans!" said Ren Linna, "We already guessed it. You must be talking about Han Zhuofeng last night.."
Feng Yaqing squeezed her cheeks in a weird way.
She was squeezing them so hard that her cheeks were changing shape. Kuang Xiaorou put her hands down and complained, "Can you not do that? How it looks is less of a worry; more importantly, you're going to create more wrinkles."
The moment Feng Yaqing heard that there would be more wrinkles, she immediately put her hands down.
After Kuang Xiaorou reprimanded Feng Yaqing, she put all her attention on Xie Jiling.
"Have you confessed to Han Zhuofeng?" asked Kuang Xiaorou.
"It can't be that fast." Feng Yaqing took out her phone and looked at the time they chatted last night.
"Jiling talked to us late at night yesterday. She definitely won't confess at midnight, right? According to her school schedule, she should have left pretty early," said Feng Yaqing.
