Time passed quickly, and soon Ji Yuqiao had finished the school's math competition.
The bell for class had not yet rung, and the teacher hadn't arrived, but Ji Yuqiao was already craning her neck, eagerly looking outside.
"Yuqiao, did you hear what I just said?" her roommate nudged her.
"Ah, were you talking to me just now?" Ji Yuqiao asked with a hint of apology on her face. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Can you please say it again?"
Seeing her serious expression, the roommate smiled sheepishly. "Actually, it's nothing important…"
The roommate paused, then whispered mysteriously into her ear, "I heard someone say that Senior Xiao Yu seems to have offended someone. His usually thriving studio is now on the brink of shutting down."
Knowing that Ji Yuqiao had lost interest in Xiao Yu, her roommate still couldn't resist sharing the gossip.
At this, a look of surprise flickered across Ji Yuqiao's eyes.
Offended someone?