"Hmph, fine," Mother Song agreed on behalf of Song Jing.
Just like Song Jing had thought, Chuzheng was bluffing.
Song Jing felt something wasn't right and a vague unease in the back of his mind, but it was too late for regrets.
"Go ahead and check," Chuzheng gestured to the teacher to look at the surveillance footage.
"Song Jing," Bai Yuyao called out to Song Jing weakly.
"It's okay, the school's surveillance covers every corner, she definitely can't get away," Song Jing reassured Bai Yuyao.
Seeing that both parties agreed, the teacher went ahead and applied to view the surveillance footage.
According to the time Song Jing had mentioned, the teacher fast-forwarded to that moment.
But strangely, at that time, there was only Song Jing there by himself; there was no outsider.
Song Jing was doing something that looked like he was talking to someone.
Then Song Jing fainted, and it seemed like he was pulled up and shoved into a flower bed.