Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It wasn’t like she learned Classical Chinese poetry or Literary Chinese in the States. Although she had also learned mathematics in the States, the learning progression was slower in the States, unlike in China where they had already went into more advanced topics.
Any random year one student from the States wouldn’t have done any better than her here!
Han Qiqing said to her sympathetically, “The school is very strict now, and they won’t let you jump a year so easily. You should just stay in Year One.”
This made Mu Xiaoxiao even gloomier!
After dinner, the four separated and went home.
In the car, Yin Shaojie looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and asked, “Did Su Lin give you trouble afterward?”
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed, “Please, am I that stupid? Why would I allow her to give me trouble knowing clearly that she doesn’t like me?”
In retrospect, what happened when they were younger was a trivial matter.
She wondered what kind of person Su Lin had become.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the enmity between you two?” Yin Shaojie said discontentedly.
“It’s not an enmity, is it? Who hasn’t had people they didn’t like when they are younger? Actually, if she started treating me right I wouldn’t bump heads with her. But it was only when she treated me with hostility and made caustic comments at me that I would pay it back to her.
At the thought of this, Mu Xiaoxiao shot him a glare.
They stopped at a red light. Yin Shaojie noticed her expression and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Jealousy written all over her face, Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, “She seems to like you very much. She even got into the same class as you. When I was away, were you two very close? When she returned to China, she even told you to pick her up.”
Yin Shaojie said, “Didn’t I not go? It’s her freedom to send messages. It’s not something I can control.”
Mu Xiaoxiao scrutinized his expression as though she wanted to find any hints of anything he was hiding from her.
However, she didn’t find any.
It was almost nine o’clock when the two returned to the condominium.
Upon coming out of the elevator, Mu Xiaoxiao went to the next door. But after ringing the doorbell a few times no one came to open the door.
Was Mo Xiaomeng not at home?
Yin Shaojie placed her arms on her shoulder and pulled her back. “They may have gone out and are still not back yet.”
Mu Xiaoxiao had even wanted to give Mo Xiaomeng a call, but Yin Shaojie pulled her into their apartment.
“Okay, it’s my turn to interrogate you now.” Yin Shaojie pinned her against the wall at the entrance. His elegant face lowered, and his eyes gazed deeply at her.
“Interrogate me?” Mu Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, puzzled.
“Yes.” Yin Shaojie nodded, his eyes narrowed. He took out the cell phone from his pocket, played a video and held it in front of her to let her watch it.
Those pretty thin lips of his spat out, “Explain!”
Mu Xiaoxiao watched the video. She and Lu Yichen appeared in the video.
It had captured them running in the field.
She quickly raised her hands up in a gesture of surrender, explaining herself, “This is just a coincidence. I happened to have a physical education class in the same period, so we happened to bump into each other. And didn’t I tell you that I ran 800 meters today? He just happened to be running too. So we ran together. That’s all!”
She must never say that Lu Yichen specially chose to run with her, otherwise this guy would get jealous again.
Yin Shaojie twitched at his mouth. “So the 800 meters that you ran was with him? No wonder your legs became jelly.”
She shouted, “What do you mean by that? You’re not being rational! Do you think my legs wouldn’t have become jelly if I didn’t run with him?”
Yin Shaojie snorted.