Pei Yushen, in his wheelchair, silently followed Chaochao as she moved around on the field, and could precisely avoid her gaze a second before she turned her head.

The two bodyguards from the Huo family pretended to be passersby and stayed about five meters away from them.

Chaochao and the others ate at the dessert shop for half an hour. When they came out again, there were more and more pedestrians on the street.

"...Hey, I heard this dessert shop is pretty good, do you want to buy some for your sister?"

"Forget it, there's a long queue, and I have to go to tutoring class."

"Tsk, you guys are all so... um... is that Pei Yushen?" The slightly chubby boy on the far left nudged the person next to him on the shoulder, squinting his eyes in surprise.

The two people on either side looked at the boy in the middle at the same time.

The boy who said he was going to a tutoring class had stopped in his tracks, his mocking gaze fixed on the figure under the parasol through his black-rimmed glasses.

"He still has the nerve to show his face... I wouldn't have the face to do that." The boy tossed his bag behind him and gave a cold laugh. "Let's go see our old classmate."

The boy on the right, who was clearly a sports student, hesitated and pulled him back: "No, don't forget about him..."

"So what? In broad daylight, would he dare to do it again?" The boy with black-rimmed glasses said dismissively, "Besides, we're not looking for trouble, we're just having a friendly chat with an old classmate."

"That makes sense."

...

Pei Yu lowered his eyes and stared intently in a certain direction ahead.

"Hey Pei Yushen, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to see you here."

A mocking voice, brimming with malice, came from beside me.

His gaze paused, his thin eyelids lifted, and his dark pupils indifferently swept over the three people before finally settling on the boy with glasses—

"It's you."

He uttered three words without any emotion.

After he finished speaking, a slight smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth, but his dark eyes were icy cold, as if he were looking at three dead objects.

One put cockroach eggs in his water glass, one punctured his tire, and another, oh, secretly threw away his schoolbag.

The three boys felt uneasy under his gaze, more or less.

Even though Pei Yushen was the one sitting, it felt like... he was being looked down upon.