Wang Dongqing's tone was cold. "It doesn't matter."
His desk mate was a little unaccustomed to Wang Dongqing's indifference towards Rong Ruo. With a 'something's up' expression, he said with a smile, "Actually, it's not Rong Ruo's fault for the misunderstanding. Didn't you drink coffee in the past? Why did you think of drinking milk tea now?"
Wang Dongqing was rather annoyed. He did not reply and directly flipped open his textbook to read it.
He would not tell anyone that he had once queued up to buy three cups of milk tea for Su Ye in the cafeteria. The owner thought that he was a loyal fan, so he specially gave him a cup today because there was a new flavor.
That was his history of humiliation.
During the four classes in the morning, Rong Ruo had been looking for an opportunity to say 'thank you, the milk tea was very delicious' to Wang Dongqing. However, Wang Dongqing would go out every class break and only come back before class started.
