"Hey, Ruixi, why did you come with Wu Han today? Where's Tang Yacheng?"
Whether it was Ning Ruixi's direct gaze or something else, Zhang Qing, who had been jesting with the boys, suddenly came over. The words that came out as soon as she opened her mouth, however, didn't endear anyone to her.
Wu Han reacted bluntly, glaring at the other party, "What's it to you?"
Ning Ruixi tugged at Wu Han, smiling amiably and said, "Wu Han and I are good friends, it's normal for us to come together. By the way, who are you? Sorry, I had a car accident before and lost my memory, so I don't really remember you."
Zhang Qing never expected this response; her playful smile stiffened, but she quickly recovered her composure, "Oh, is that so? But why did you have a car accident, Ruixi? Shouldn't Yacheng be by your side even more during this time?"