Xie Landi naturally nodded eagerly and said okay.
As they chatted, Deng Qingjiang finally decided to treat the people from their dorm to dinner that evening.
"They're all in class now. I'll tell them when they come back at noon," Ye Wanqing said.
"Great, thank you, Student Ye."
"Uncle Deng, just call me Wanqing," Ye Wanqing said, looking at the sheer number of items he took out of the car. Her heart ached with jealousy—milk candies, Mai Ru Jing, Snowflake Cream, conditioner, scarves, gloves, wool hats... so many good things. Why were they all for Chiang Xiao?
She wanted them so badly too.
If only this uncle were hers.
"Alright, then I'll call you Wanqing. Wanqing, this bag of milk candies is for sharing with Chiang Xiao's roommates. Once your dormmates are all back, you can split it with them."
