On her desk was a cup of hot milk tea and a pancake wrapped in a paper bag.
A tempting aroma wafted from the desk into Gu Shengyin's nose.
Her stomach, having skipped lunch, began to growl appropriately.
If it had been Zhong Changhuan in her usual manner, she might have turned away and pretended not to see.
At this moment, the student sitting in front of her turned around and said with envy, "Chang Ru, you're bringing lunch again, huh?"
Chang Ru smiled without saying anything.
Gu Shengyin could see the disapproval in that student's eyes.
Indeed, from their perspective, Chang Ru noticed she hadn't eaten and intentionally brought her lunch, while she was always indifferent, letting the food turn cold, and then Chang Ru silently threw it in the trash after school.
From any angle, it seemed to be her fault.
Gu Shengyin thought for a moment; the pancake smelled great, her stomach was growling, and she needed to change the current situation anyway.
