He came to Su Nanzhi during the break to say a few words, his voice was soft, almost as if he was bending over and whispering into her ear for her to hear alone.
"Su Nanzhi, why were you staring at An Yunhuai all day today?"
Su Nanzhi, "What's it to you?"
She asked that question with utmost sincerity.
She would stare at whomever she liked to watch; her eyes possessed the right to witness all the beauty in this world.
Zhao Qingheng frowned, "I didn't mean it in the way you're thinking."
"Then what did you mean?" Su Nanzhi was ready to argue with him.
Zhao Qingheng paused for a moment, "Don't you know that staring at a boy so often can easily lead to misunderstandings?"
Su Nanzhi, "?"
Wow, does the class president really have such a broad purview?
Su Nanzhi looked up at Zhao Qingheng's face, which was worthy of the title 'pretty boy' of the entertainment industry, and watched him until he felt embarrassed.
"Why are you staring at me?"