This matter was like a thorn stuck in Fang Xiaoxiao's throat; she just couldn't swallow it.
When she was facing Jiang Nian, she thought of it and wanted to question her several times, but she was too embarrassed to ask because Lan Yu had been sticking to her lately.
Jiang Nian is a smart person, and she is also very calm.
In that situation, they faced seven or eight burly men while there were only five of them, three of whom were defenseless girls. Against those men, they were basically asking for a beating.
Leaving at that time was not a sign of weakness.
Just remember those people, and another day—no, not even another day—after you get away, just make a phone call and have someone beat them up, leaving them half-paralyzed.
Yes, Jiang Nian is an egoist.
Is it really worth it for Fang Xiaoxiao to make such a fuss over such a small matter?
Jiang Nian refused to explain, but instead looked at Lan Yu and said that she was really deep in thought.
Before Lan Yu could even speak, Fang Xiaoxiao, like a fighting cock, turned around and retorted.
"Why do you keep changing the subject? We're talking about the two of us now, why are you bringing up Lan Yu?"
Fang Xiaoxiao has always been straightforward and honest, and it was precisely because of her cheerful personality that Jiang Nian was willing to be good friends with her.
At this moment, this advantage has become a headache, and Jiang Nian knows that he can't continue speaking.
She gave Fang Xiaoxiao a deep look, not mocking, but rather speechless.
"You've been sold out and you're still helping the seller count the money. You're really naive."
Before Fang Xiaoxiao could understand what she meant, Jiang Nian had already left.
Although it was unrequited love, Yi Mu was still heartbroken.
A hot pot restaurant recently opened near the school. Because of its clean environment, hygienic food, and the fact that the waitresses wear maid outfits, it has become very popular.
Yi Mu didn't seem too disappointed; his feelings for Lan Yu were actually just a one-sided affection.
This feeling is similar to admiration; before you even have a chance to pursue it, it fades away without a trace.
I'm a little depressed, but not exactly sad.
A pretty waitress dressed in a maid outfit and wearing fluffy fox ears served the two of them a cup of chrysanthemum tea to cool them down.
This kind of outfit is quite novel in the neighborhood, and students around are all vying to take photos with it.
Yi Mu also took out his phone, asked the waiter for permission, took a picture, and posted it on his WeChat Moments.
After he finished sending the message, he realized that Lu Qingyao had been staring at him the whole time, showing absolutely no interest in the pretty maid outfits.
It seems that Lu Qingyao has always been like this, not very interested in pretty girls.
Yi Mu had long suspected Lu Qingyao's sexual orientation, but he was equally uninterested in men.
That's strange. He doesn't like women or men, so he must have some preference.
Yi Mu showed the photos he had taken to Lu Qingyao and asked him if they looked good.
Lu Qingyao gave a rather strange answer: "All your photos are beautiful."
Just then, a girl at the table behind me was doing the same thing, but she was asking her boyfriend.
How did I do?
The boy, with a strong survival instinct, cautiously replied, "Your photos are beautiful, but the people in them are just average."
The girl laughed, while Yi Mu made a strange expression.
Generally speaking, even the closest male friends don't flatter each other, especially mischievous teenage boys.
But Lu Qingyao seemed to have never poured cold water on Yi Mu from childhood to adulthood, and always took care of him like a hothouse flower.
That attitude wasn't just considerate, it was downright doting, like a boy would dote on a girl he loved.
Upon realizing this, Yi Mu's expression slowly changed.
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