Sun Mei has been remarkably restrained recently. It's not so much that she's enduring, but rather that she has already transformed, becoming a more cunning spirit, plotting her schemes.
Zhang Xiaoliang smirked: I really want to know what schemes she has used. If possible, he would also like to borrow them to deal with the enemies he must eliminate.
Outside the teaching building, a storm raged. The deluge of rain exceeded many people's expectations.
When Lu Huan arrived at Tsinghua University and saw how heavy the rain was, he couldn't help furrowing his brows in distress. Yao Zibao came with an umbrella to pick him up, helping him with his luggage, and said, "I heard many areas are flooded, buses can't get through, let's wait for the waters to recede tomorrow before going back."
"What about Afang?"
"Do you really care about her?"
"Of course, she's my girlfriend," Lu Huan whispered, "Even if it's fake, I should still show concern."
