"Qingqing, I really didn't expect that you would still remember those things. It's a pity that those things were lost. Previously, when we were doing spring cleaning, I even paid attention to it, but in the end, I didn't find anything." Feng Jianing rolled her eyes and pretended to be regretful.
Feng Qing ignored her. She packed her things and prepared to leave. Talking to Feng Jianing was a waste of her life. After being kicked up a fuss by Feng Jianing and Wu Xue, the students were embarrassed to continue surrounding Feng Qing and could only leave.
