Mu Xiaoxiao looked up and flashed a smile at Feng Tianqi before she continued to write something.
——I'm smiled at you too, are you happy now?
This guy was acting just like a child. How childish.
Feng Tianqi quickly wrote something..
——Not happy! Smile at me nine more times. If he gets one smile I want ten!
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
She could not be bothered to entertain him any longer.
...
At the end of class.
Jun Zeye went out to take a call.
Feng Tianqi was behind him, bad-mouthing him to Mu Xiaoxiao.
"This guy has to be so mysterious even when he's taking a call. And he's even carrying a gun. He's definitely not a good guy! Is he from some triad?"
Mu Xiaoxiao replied to him, "I don't think so. He doesn't look like it."
She remembered her encounter with Jun Zeye at the back alley of the bar. At the time, the police checked his gun but they returned it to him without even saying anything.