Jun Yexuan turned around, snatched Qiao Qing's chin and lifted it, "Answer me."
Qiao Qing was angered by his forcefulness. With a cold look in her eyes, she responded, "Yes!"
"Ha~" Jun Yexuan laughed at himself, "How indestructible do I have to be to endure your abandonment time after time?"
Then, he turned around, "Mu Jinghang, drive her home."
After he spoke, he walked away.
Qiao Qing watched Jun Yexuan's lonely silhouette and a strange feeling arose within her.
This feeling never went away even when she got home.
At dinner, He Wanqing used her chopsticks to tap on her bowl, "Why are you so out of it? Did you do badly on the exam?"
"No." Qiao Qing quickly went back to eating.
"You got rice on your nose!" He Wanqing moved her bowl, "Tell me. What happened between you and little Xuan."
Qiao Qing said, "Nothing."
