Han Yue pretended to be generous.
Noticing the show-off and pride in her eyes, Wang Hanwen shook his head and declined.
Both parties thus parted ways, and as she watched the other's back, she inexplicably felt that this classmate was becoming more and more unfamiliar.
....
"Who is it?"
"My classmate, diligent indeed, but with too narrow an outlook. By the way, what are all these people doing here, why are there so many today?"
"No idea."
The two of them walked forward, and soon saw several flying cars approaching, hovering to a stop by the riverside.
The lowered windows revealed the faces of seven or eight young men and women, clearly of extraordinary temperament and high background.
"Luo Yue, is Coach Chen really going to show up today?"
"Yes, the news is reliable, don't worry."
"That's good, after all, we're his students too, we have to come support him, right!"
With laughter resounding, Han Yue suddenly noticed her boyfriend stopping in his tracks.
"What's wrong?"
