Chapter 32: Not Inferior

Ruan Ruan was holding a bottle of yogurt, sipping it while climbing the stairs. It wasn't particularly early or late to be coming to school, and she walked leisurely without any hurry.

The second-year class one was on the second floor, and the corridor by the stairwell on the second floor was a path all the teachers had to pass through. Usually, no student dared to blatantly stand there and chat.

But today, Ruan Ruan saw two exceptions in the corridor. There was a boy wearing a baseball cap, standing sideways to her with a girl obviously beside him.

Tsk, Ruan Ruan bit a big chunk from the steamed bun she had been holding all the way, lamenting in her heart: Are high school students these days so bold? Dating so openly without even avoiding the teachers?

This dog food she was being fed made even the steaming hot bun in her hand lose its savor.