"Thank you, but no need. Also... I'll pay you back the money you advanced me as soon as possible."
She raised her hand in a gesture of refusal. Zheng Yuan frowned, his toes stopped, and his face stiffened.
"Um... Wanqing didn't mean anything by it. That's just how she is. She doesn't like to trouble others. She's even polite to me, let alone others."
Molly quickly tried to smooth things over and explain, but Zheng Yuan not only didn't feel relieved, but instead showed an even more disappointed expression.
"Ah, so I am someone else in Comrade Wanqing's heart."
These words were very unpleasant to hear. Jiang Wanqing was about to speak more bluntly when a voice suddenly interrupted.
"If you're not someone else, then who am I?"
Cheng Ran pulled Jiang Wanqing into his arms, while clearly showing hostility towards Zheng Yuan.
Molly, standing to the side, looked around, a feeling of embarrassment creeping over her, even though it had little to do with her...
She pursed her lips and tapped her fingers: "Should I go first?"
"Could you please go over there with Wanqing and wait for me? I'll treat you to dinner later."
Jiang Wanqing was pushed towards Molly, while he looked at the man opposite him.
"Shall we chat?"
"I've been wanting to talk to Comrade Cheng for a long time. It's a rare opportunity that you've brought up, and I can't refuse." He shrugged, indicating that he could.
"Cheng Ran..."
The two seemed to be at odds with each other, and Jiang Wanqing was afraid they would clash at school, so she tried to stop them, but Cheng Ran only gave her a reassuring look.
“My fists will only strike the enemy, not my own people.” He paused for a second, then added, “Bastards are another matter.”
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