Feng Ruoxue prepared breakfast and then sat down in front of Zhan Yun without any hesitation. Her dress was too casual, revealing in places, but she was completely oblivious to it, and Zhan Yun couldn't help but get an eyeful...
However, Zhan Yun soon steeled his heart, realizing he needed to make Feng Ruoxue leave. This couldn't go on.
So Zhan Yun asked Feng Ruoxue, "Ruoxue, you've been staying at home for several days, haven't you?"
Feng Ruoxue nodded vigorously, "Yes, that's right."
Zhan Yun then frowned and asked, "Don't you have classes to attend?"
With an air of indifference, Feng Ruoxue said, "I'm already a senior, you know. It's graduation season, and I'm job hunting. Many of my classmates haven't been at school for months, so it's fine if I don't go back."
"Have you finished your graduation thesis?" Zhan Yun asked.
Feng Ruoxue's expression stiffened slightly, "Let's not talk about that, or we're no longer friends."