Shopping mall, third floor.
Yu Wen was chewing on her milk tea straw and asked, "Yanan, what do you think the chances are of me successfully pursuing the class president?"
Jiang Yanan thought to herself, 'From the moment you called him "class president," your chances have become almost zero.'
Of course, being a responsible good sister, she comforted her, "Wenwen, as long as you try hard, there's definitely hope."
Yu Wen was so excited at the thought of strolling romantically through the mall with the handsome class president that she chewed her milk tea straw to pieces.
Shen Qing'e gazed at Yu Wen, who was immersed in her beautiful fantasies, her expression mildly indifferent: 'Why always indulge in dreams that can't come true?'
The gap was too wide, obviously impossible.
