Class A all did well, and everyone was tense for a year before the college entrance exams, so of course, they had to unwind once the results came out.
Clerent Miller also propped up her chin, staring unwaveringly at Nathalie, coaxing from the side, "Right, Nathalie, come with us, it's more fun when we all go out together."
Twenty or so pairs of eyes in the private room looked at her.
Nathalie lowered her eyelids, leaning lazily against the chair back, her hand resting on the table, she shook her head, rejecting the idea outright.
"I can't go, you all go ahead."
"Uh…" Justin Wafford looked at her, "Why can't you go, Nathalie? Do you have something else to do?"
"Yes." Nathalie confessed candidly, "I'm going to Beijing for a meal."
He got it! Justin Wafford immediately showed understanding, "A celebration dinner for getting into college?"
Nathalie cast him a glance with her pure black-and-white eyes, her tone light yet mischievous, "No."