Gu Han finally realized what was happening and immediately walked towards Mo Huang to confirm, "This is Psychology Class 1. Are you sure this is for our class? Do you know who ordered it?"

They've mistaken Mo Huang for an ice cream shop employee.

Mo Huang glanced at him and gave a muffled "hmm".

She reached out and shoved a matcha-flavored ice cream into his hand.

Gu Han: "..."

I just don't feel like this tastes quite right.

but……

Okay, as long as it wasn't sent to the wrong address.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Han stepped forward to help Liang Yujia distribute the entire box of ice cream, including the matcha flavored one he was holding, before turning back.

By now, the black and yellow colors have been mostly separated.

He glanced at the four remaining ice cream flavors in the box in his hand—strawberry, vanilla, mango, and matcha—and showed them to Qin Muyuan: "Which one do you want?"

Qin Muyuan glanced at it and subconsciously reached for the strawberry flavor, but then suddenly remembered something and changed his mind and picked up the vanilla flavor instead.

He casually replied, "This one."

Mo Huang nodded and reached for the strawberry-flavored one.

Just as he was about to hand it to Qin Sheng, a clear female voice came from behind him, smiling and saying, "Brother, I'm allergic to mangoes, could you give me the strawberry one instead?"

Mo Huang glanced at her and recognized her as the one who had helped distribute the ice cream earlier. After thinking for a moment, he took out the matcha flavored one and handed it to her.

Liang Yujia's face stiffened: "I want the strawberry flavor."

Mo Huang shook his head: "No."

Liang Yujia's face stiffened even more.

She scanned the queue and saw that everyone had already unpacked their ice cream and started eating, while only three people hadn't received theirs yet.

She, Gu Han, and Qin Sheng.

It couldn't possibly be for Gu Han, so it must be for Qin Sheng.

Liang Yujia's expression changed, and her eyes sharpened: "Why not?!"

If it doesn't work, it just doesn't work. What's the point of asking why?

His daughter paid for the ice cream, so can't he keep the flavor she likes?

Mo Huang rolled his eyes inwardly, and without caring whether she could catch it or not, casually tossed the matcha-flavored one over.

After freeing his hands, he took out the mango-flavored one and gave it to Gu Han, before handing the last strawberry-flavored one to Qin Sheng.

Task completed, work done.

He picked up two empty suitcases and was about to leave when Liang Yujia blocked his way.

The girl's eyes reddened, and her voice became as sharp as her gaze: "What do you mean? Who do you think you are?!"

Is this not over yet?

The students, who had been happily eating ice cream, couldn't help but notice the situation and looked up.

His gaze swept over Liang Yujia, Qin Sheng, and Mo Huang, and he vaguely understood something.

Someone moved to try and pull Liang Yujia back, but before they could stand up, Liang Yujia spoke again.

She looked at Mo Huang and sneered disdainfully: "You're just a deliveryman, yet you act like you're in charge of the buyer. Give you that right!"

“I want the strawberry flavor again today, you,” she pointed at the dark yellow one and commanded, “bring it back to me!”

His dark yellow brows furrowed deeply.

As Fu Jingheng's confidant, although he couldn't help his boss as much as Mo Tian, ​​Mo Di, and Mo Xuan, he was still considered a prominent figure in Shadow Island, Mo's International, and even the Fu family.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like that.

Oh, except for Miss Qin and her family.

This person is one of our own, so they can't be counted.

In Mo Huang's world, not hitting women is unthinkable; he felt his hands were itching.

But this girl is Ms. Qin's classmate, and he seemed to have just heard someone say that she is Ms. Qin's roommate. In front of so many students, he was worried that she would cause trouble for Ms. Qin.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look in Qin Sheng's direction.

But no one was seen.

Turning her head, she saw that Qin Sheng had walked up to her at some point and was now looking at Liang Yujia coldly.

Qin Sheng waved the strawberry-flavored ice cream in her hand: "Want this?"

Liang Yujia raised her chin: "Yes!"

"Let's stick to the facts. I helped distribute the ice cream just now. I put in the effort, so I deserve a fair reward. I just wanted to choose a flavor I like. Is that too much to ask?"

Qin Sheng nodded: "Not excessive."

Liang Yujia immediately smiled and said, "You're smart to know what's good for you."

He reached out to take the ice cream from Qin Sheng's hand, but even with his hand outstretched, Qin Sheng didn't react.

Liang Yujia's face darkened again: "What do you mean?"

Qin Sheng stared straight at her, her voice indifferent: "It's not unreasonable for you to want to choose your favorite flavor after you've put in the work. But then, I've paid for it and provided the manpower, so it's unreasonable for my subordinates to leave me with a flavor I like?"

"You want strawberry flavor, right? Okay, pay up, and we can reserve any flavor you want."

Liang Yujia's expression suddenly froze: "You...your subordinate?"

"Otherwise what?" Qin Muyuan smacked his lips as he slowly ate his ice cream. "You don't actually think he's an ice cream shop employee, do you?"

"Have you ever seen someone wearing clothes worth millions working as a shop assistant? Do they have too much money and nothing better to do?"

Not to mention Liang Yujia, everyone else was so shocked that their eyes popped out.

I couldn't help but look at Mo Huang's outfit.

Upon closer inspection, I actually discovered something interesting.

Someone exclaimed, "It really is! Did you see the dragon pattern on his shirt cuff? I saw it in a magazine. It's from the 'Dragon Descendant' brand under Mo's International. This shirt alone costs over 1.2 million!"

"And those shoes, they're also a new style from Mo's International this year, very expensive!"

"Damn, see that watch of his? I just looked it up on Baidu. It's also an exclusive brand of Moshi International, a limited edition worldwide. This one watch alone is worth more than three million!"

"..."

Amidst a series of gasps of surprise, Liang Yujia's face had become unbearably pale.

Looking at his hand still outstretched in front of him, he didn't know whether to pull it back or leave it there.

Hesitantly, he subconsciously looked in Zhenzhu's direction: "Zhuzhu..."

Zhenzhu: "?"

Why do we always have to call on her when she gets into trouble herself?

They had only known each other for about five days. What gave her the illusion that she would always clean up her messes?

Zhenzhu lowered her head, pretending not to hear.

Liang Yujia's face turned pale and then flushed, and she could only awkwardly withdraw her hand and slowly retreat to the side.

Mo Huang gave a light snort, nodded to Qin Sheng and Qin Muyuan, and then walked away.

Qin Sheng also withdrew her gaze and turned back to her previous position.

After unpacking, I started scooping out the ice cream spoonful by spoonful.

She still had that stunningly beautiful face and that consistently aloof demeanor, as if nothing that had just happened had affected her at all.

Zhen Zhu glanced at her almost imperceptibly, her hand holding the ice cream tightening slightly.