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Rao Jie sighed and quickly packed her things before heading out.
Wu Rong had his own car, and as he drove out, he happened to see Rao Jie walking by the roadside. Rao Jie noticed him too, and the car slowly came to a stop beside her. She looked at Wu Rong in surprise as he rolled down the window.
"I heard you're in your senior year at Shencheng University?"
Rao Jie nodded.
"The public transport here is terrible. If you have a second-period class, you might end up being late."
A warm feeling suddenly surged in Rao Jie's heart. Could it be...?
"So if you keep walking at this leisurely pace, just be prepared to be marked absent!" With that, Wu Rong pressed the gas pedal, and the car shot off with a whoosh, leaving a cloud of exhaust that made Rao Jie cough for quite some time.
Rao Jie stood there in disbelief, watching the car disappear into the distance. How could there be someone like that?
Even with her good temper, she couldn't accept such a so-called kind reminder; she wanted to curse him! It would have been better if he hadn't stopped at all!
But then she thought about it—he didn’t really have any reason to be friendly towards her. That last moment was just infuriating.
Meanwhile, Wu Rong let out a cold snort as he glanced at the fading figure in the rearview mirror. He didn’t need to do that, but because of her, Wu Xin had dragged him into a long conversation for an hour last night. His precious sleep time was wasted, and with a stranger in his house, he was too irritated to fall asleep. Naturally, he felt the need to take a small revenge.
Wu Xin had gone on and on about how pitiful and difficult Rao Jie’s situation was, insisting that he had to play the role of a good person—no chasing her away and no bullying her.
Tch, what does that have to do with him?
Why should he be responsible for someone else's problems? Did they even know each other well? Just because she needed help didn’t mean he had to provide it. Who made that rule?
Wu Rong despised such social obligations; he preferred to act based on his own feelings without any psychological burden, so he left Rao Jie behind without a second thought.
...
Struggling to catch up with her class, Rao Jie found that Jiang Chuchu was absent during roll call. She didn’t dare think too much about it; it made her feel nauseous. Although she could avoid Bao Ming in the future, she couldn’t escape from being in the same class as Jiang Chuchu, which she found most troublesome.
Though present in class, Rao Jie began to daydream about what to do next. Soon the bell rang, and at the same moment, her phone buzzed with a WeChat notification.
It was Wei Qian.
She was their former dorm leader from when they all lived together. Now she lived outside with her sister. They weren’t in the same major anymore, so their classes were different.
After class, Rao Jie arrived at the first floor of Bamboo Garden. It was lunchtime, and she thought about inviting Wei Qian to have lunch together. Since Wei Qian often had many ideas, she could help brainstorm some solutions.
Although there were many students eating, Rao Jie quickly spotted Wei Qian. After all, she stood out in the crowd with her neat short hair and professional attire. Due to her excellent performance during the summer internship, she had already signed a contract with the company, making her somewhat of a professional now, although she still occasionally attended classes at school.
As Rao Jie approached, she noticed that Wei Qian's expression was off; it seemed like she was holding something back. Rao Jie sat down, and Wei Qian had already ordered her favorite curry rice.
"Wei Qian, what's wrong? Are you angry?" Rao Jie asked.
Wei Qian looked up and stared intently at Rao Jie. "You ask me what's wrong? I should be the one asking you! When were you planning to tell me?"
Rao Jie was taken aback and then awkwardly smiled. "Did Wu Xin tell you? I was actually going to tell you today, but you spoke first. I've already handled it, so it's fine. You don't need to worry about me."
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