Zhou Meiling let go of her hand. If she didn't go to class soon, she would be late. Seeing her disheveled appearance, she had learned her lesson.

We can't really go and make a scene at the principal's place like we said we would; that would ruin everything for everyone.

Fu Ru's hair was a mess, and when she saw herself in the mirror, she was so angry she wanted to smash it. Being a germaphobe, she could only pick up the comb again and start combing her hair. There was clearly not enough time; she was definitely going to be late for class today.

Zhou Meiling had already packed her things and waved to the two people still standing by the wall, signaling that they could go to class.

After they left, Fu Ru, who was combing her hair, said to Zhou Meiling, "You little brat, if you cause me any more trouble, just you wait!"

"What did you call me?" Fu Ru never expected to receive such a nickname.

"Fermented tofu is a nickname we gave you, it suits your image perfectly." Zhou Meiling said, then grabbed her bag and hurriedly left, with less than eight minutes left before class started.

Fu Ru was truly enraged this time. She clutched her chest for a long time before calming down, just as the class bell rang. Without bothering to continue combing her hair, she grabbed her bag and hurriedly left the dormitory for class.

Zhou Meiling entered the classroom without incident, panting heavily. Needless to say, she looked utterly disheveled.

Song Mingyuan took out a handkerchief from under the desk and handed it to her: "Wipe the sweat off your face. Why are you so late?"

"Don't even mention it, I got tricked, and then I taught her a lesson." Zhou Meiling wiped the sweat from her face with a handkerchief.

Qiao Xiaoni wasn't deliberately eavesdropping on their conversation; they were just so close that it was impossible for her not to hear.

"What happened?"

Upon hearing Qiao Xiaoni speak, Zhou Meiling immediately had an idea. She opened her notebook, quickly wrote a few sentences, and then threw it at the teacher when she wasn't looking.

After reading the contents, Qiao Xiaoni nodded to her, indicating that she knew what to do and that she could rest assured.

Zhou Meiling was completely relieved. She then whispered a few words to Song Mingyuan, warning him not to rush forward and mess things up.

Song Mingyuan finally understood what was going on and remembered the female classmate named Fu Ru.

The bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Jia Yue didn't leave the classroom, but closed the door: "Classmates, I need to take a minute or two of your time to tell you something."

Confused, everyone turned their gaze to Jia Yue.

Jia Yue looked at Zhou Meiling: "Where have you been these past two days? Why haven't you come home at night? The dorm supervisor will report this to me, and you have to give me a reasonable explanation."

Zhou Meiling stood up: "I went to Qiao Xiaoni's house to play and stayed there for two days."

Qiao Xiaoni stood up: "Teacher, my shop is too busy. Zhou, please stay at my house and help with the work."

Jia Yue looked at him incredulously: "Your shop is busy? Aren't you a student from out of town? When did you open the shop?"

"My family owns a barbecue restaurant on Xiaobei Street. If you'd like to try it, teacher," Qiao Xiaoni explained casually, not thinking it was a big deal.

As soon as she finished speaking, all her classmates turned to look at her.

They had all heard that the barbecue restaurants on North Street were doing very well, but unfortunately they didn't have much money in their pockets, so few of them had ever eaten there.

Jia Yue's face was unusually pale. She had assumed Qiao Xiaoni was a poor student from the countryside. She never imagined that her family owned a shop, and a very successful one at that.