"No need, I'm leaving."
Yin Han ordered.
Nian Yue was used to being unruly. She would destroy the drone later and he would have to clean up the mess.
…
The two of them rested for nearly twenty minutes before Nian Yue stood up. She casually took Wang Zhizhi's bag and carried it with her. "Let's go."
She lifted the 20-kilogram load as if it weighed nothing.
"Why don't you leave first? Yue Yue, I can't drag you down…" Wang Zhizhi got up from the ground.
Even ten kilograms tired her out. She had no reason to let Nian Yue carry double the weight.
"What did you say to me in the canteen yesterday?" Nian Yue raised her eyebrows and her cold eyes became more serious.
"But can I really…"
Wang Zhizhi's voice was filled with disappointment. Her grades were average to begin with, and she had to work hard in the second semester of high school to get into Imperial University.
