Going to the Shooting Range

After a moment of silence, Shi Qian smiled indifferently.

"Alright, don't worry about me. You should worry about yourself." He glanced at Jiang Ci.

"What do I have to worry about?" Jiang Ci asked.

Shi Qian knew that the Jiang family had not been peaceful recently, especially in recent years. Otherwise, as the second young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Ci would not attend such a high school, and the two could not have met and known each other.

Initially, Jiang Ci was one year older than her and didn't care about grades. After the college entrance examination, he insisted he didn't do well and wanted to repeat a year. Ultimately, the two enrolled in the same year and ended up in the same class.

Jiang Ci didn't continue when he saw that Shi Qian didn't want to say more.

No matter what, he would always be behind her. He would always be there as long as she turned around.