On her way home from school, a slender figure emerged from the alley near the school gate and blocked Rong Shang's path.

Rong Shang glanced at him casually and saw another person besides An Chen: Meng Yao.

Just then, she walked out from behind An Chen. When he saw her, he raised an eyebrow at her triumphantly and then walked back down another path.

Meanwhile, as soon as Meng Yao left, An Chen immediately questioned Rong Shang.

"Yan Yan, did you just publicly announce our relationship in front of other people?"

"yes."

With an indifferent shrug, Rong Shang countered, "Is there something wrong with it?"

“You…” An Chen frowned, his tone becoming somewhat dissatisfied, “Didn’t I tell you? Don’t tell anyone about our relationship yet.”

"Why can't we say?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. "Is it because we're still young?"

With a smirk, she began to say sarcastically, "Since you think we're still young, then let's not even talk about it!"

He kept saying he was still young, but he kept flirting with girls from all walks of life.

He's truly the worst scumbag of the year.

Turning around, Rong Shang didn't want to look at him again. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and left.

"no."

Seeing her so serious for the first time, An Chen couldn't help but feel irritated, remembering how cold she had been to him yesterday.

He chased after her, and tried to take her hand, but as soon as he touched her fingertips, Rong Shang dodged away.

"Yan Yan, that's not what I meant."

Following closely behind, An Chen explained, "I just hope you can discuss it with me before making our relationship public."

"It's nothing shameful, why do I need to discuss such a small matter with you?"

No matter what he said, Rong Shang always had something to say that left him speechless.

With a gloomy expression, An Chen felt a headache coming on as he thought about Meng Yao coming to find him earlier.

Feeling somewhat irritable, An Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stopped following.

Unexpectedly, the girl in front of him ignored him and stopped whenever he wanted.

He rubbed his forehead. Something seemed to have changed quietly. An Chen kicked the sand hard, trying to vent his frustration.

But as the dust rose, his white sneakers were instantly stained.

This made me feel even worse.

Night fell, and white lights illuminated the school gate; most of the students had already left.

An Chen watched the figure ahead without turning back, but in the end he couldn't help but follow.

Even he himself couldn't understand why he would go along with Xia Yan's wishes and be afraid of making her angry, since he clearly didn't like her that much.

Anyway, it was her own choice to keep chasing after him. If she doesn't want to continue the relationship, then they should just break up.

But when he caught up, a luxury car had already stopped in front of Rong Shang by the roadside.

In an instant, An Chen's dark eyes lit up.

Wow, that's a Bentley!

For a moment, An Chen was completely stunned, not even realizing that Mu Jin had already opened the back door and gotten out of the car.

When that familiar face reappeared in her sight, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why are you back?"

It seems like Mu Jin is staying at the hotel, right?

Because of the long distance, he usually waits until the weekend to return to Chengnanli.

"I'm coming back to participate in the city's basketball competition."

The boy wasn't wearing a school uniform; he was still dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt and black trousers.