"Hmm? Where did she go?"
"Overslept during lunch, so she took a leave."
"Hehe, overslept my foot," Jiang Nian sneered internally, reasonably suspecting that Beibei fainted.
After all, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.
Finally, Jiang Nian got the fruit tea. Zhang Ningzhi reluctantly handed it over, rolling her eyes.
"Hmph! Lazybones!!"
Jiang Nian didn't mind as long as he got to drink. Just as he was leisurely enjoying it, he felt another nudge on his elbow.
"What's up?"
Zhang Ningzhi shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and then asked softly.
"I want to ask you something."
Jiang Nian: "???
"What is it? So mysterious?" He looked surprised. "Let me ask first, can I refuse to answer?"
"No, you can't." Zhang Ningzhi puffed her cheeks, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'don't bite the hand that feeds you'?"
"Never heard it. I'm illiterate," Jiang Nian foresaw trouble coming, thinking it might be another multiple-choice question?
Or perhaps a ranking question?
