Fu Wanjia walked over to Ji Siyuan, took out an alcohol wipe from her bag, and handed it to him: "Wipe it off!"

"Thank you, but no need!"

Ji Siyuan's tone was indifferent, but it was a refusal.

Fu Wanjia stubbornly maintained the outstretched hand posture, remaining motionless.

She knew Ji Siyuan was a germaphobe, but the purpose of giving him the wet wipe was to prevent Ji Siyuan from having any traces left by other girls on his body.

Ji Siyuan had no choice but to reach out and take it, but he just held it in his hand and didn't make any move to wipe it.

"Ji, do you know that girl from earlier?"

Fu Wanjia couldn't bring herself to say the words "forced kiss." Her good upbringing and manners kept her reserved at all times, and asking about Chi Chan was already the limit of her ability.

"Um."

Ji Siyuan left the restaurant and walked towards the school.

Fu Wanjia had to jog to keep up with Ji Siyuan's pace.

"So—you and her are in a romantic relationship now?"

Fu Wanjia was slightly out of breath from jogging.

Ji Siyuan paused for a moment, pursed his lips, and the stinging pain from biting his lip silently reminded him of his pain.

Chi Chan is drunk; it was just a game all along!

"no."

Having uttered those two words, Ji Siyuan quickened his pace.

After listening for a while, Fu Wanjia felt a secret joy slowly growing in her heart, which eventually filled her chest. The unease and tension she had felt earlier vanished without a trace.

"Ji, let's go back to school together!"

Even though it was the way back to school, Fu Wanjia felt she needed to ask.

"No need."