The dormitory was silent, with everyone else already asleep, only the sound of the drizzle could be heard.
Mo Shangjun lay on the bed, but she didn't close her eyes to sleep. Her right hand was folded behind her head as a pillow, the quilt was pushed to the side, her eyelids slightly lifted as she stared at the ceiling, something on her mind caused her brow to flicker with displeasure.
It had been half an hour since she returned.
Ding Jing had not yet returned.
Mo Shangjun frowned, her mind replaying the scene of Ju Qiong coming to find Ding Jing over and over.
All the contradictions about Ding Jing, Ju Qiong should know them all.
Indeed.
The students who came here must have been thoroughly investigated.
So, when Ding Jing met Ju Qiong, there was a peculiar tacit understanding between them, it was rare for Mo Shangjun to see such a serious expression on Ding Jing's face.
"Something for you, let's go."
That was all Ju Qiong said, and she directly took Ding Jing away.
