Zong Yujin stared at Lan Ziyi, and after a long while, said indifferently.
"Go, why wouldn't I go? He still owes me something."
"Achoo, achoo." Luo Mio's nose was rubbed bright red, and his eyes, glistening with tears, blinked.
Crystal-clear teardrops hung on his long, curled eyelashes. Paired with a bewildered gaze and slightly parted red lips, he looked innocent yet bewitching—a total enchantress.
Those who noticed were all stunned.
Cute yet bewitching, bewitching yet innocent.
Too tempting.
Luo Mio was completely unaware of this, wrinkled his nose, and puffed out his cheeks even more.
"system, I want to report you. The Male Lead is too vicious. What kind of Trash golden finger is this? Bad review (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"
It's been so long, yet the Male Lead is still plotting against him; he's really petty.
The questioned system was very unconvinced and rose up to retort angrily.
"You weakling, it's clearly your problem, Trash Host."
"Trash system!"
"Trash Host!!"
"You..." Luo Mio was furious; his system was too much of a jerk.
"Nya nya nya~~~" The system, having won the argument, was incomparably smug.
Trying to shift the blame onto it. No way.
Luo Mio only felt chest pain; he was even more heartbroken over his own system.
Just as he was about to say something, a large, well-defined hand holding a glass of milk appeared before his eyes.
He looked up: "?"
"!" Male Lead.
He jumped up and pointed at the other person, "You... you... I... I don't owe you money, I don't have any money left, don't extort me."
He was really poor.
His entire net worth was only a little over 20 million.
He couldn't afford to be extorted; he would die poor.
Zong Yujin looked at the person in front of him who treated him like a monster, his face as cold as ice.
The hand holding the cup tightened, veins appearing.
He gave Luo Mio a cold glare, set the cup down heavily, turned, and left, radiating cold air.
It infuriated him; he had been kind for once, and the other party actually didn't appreciate it.
Lan Ziyi and Qin Yeyang exchanged glances, both feeling confused.
How did he suddenly flip out? Wasn't he fine just a moment ago?
Seeing that he seemed to be choking, he immediately bought milk and went to deliver it; in the blink of an eye, why did things change?
Luo Mio was also very puzzled.
He watched the Male Lead leave, reflecting in his heart, when did he provoke him again?
His gaze shifted to the cup on the table; could it be because he hadn't drunk the milk?
Then he... drank the milk in one gulp and shook the empty cup in front of the two people who hadn't left yet.
"classmate, you two are friends, right? You are witnesses. I drank the milk; you must tell that guy."
Lest he thinks I'm ungrateful and adds another mark against me.
I don't know how many crosses he's drawn against me in his little notebook, sigh.
Life is truly difficult.
Lan Ziyi and Qin Yeyang watched the person who had stopped them; from initial nervousness, to depression, to heartbreak, his expressions changed back and forth, which was extremely interesting.
"Hey, Ziyi, don't you think this kid is really interesting?"
Qin Yeyang secretly nudged Lan Ziyi and whispered, turning his head.
Lan Ziyi nodded slightly, indicating agreement.
"We don't know your name yet, classmate. I am Lan Ziyi, and beside me is Qin Yeyang. Nice to meet you."
He faced Luo Mio, his tone gentle.
Luo Mio looked over and smiled, "I am Luo Mio, also very happy to meet you."
That smile was sweet; holding the cup, he was like a rising little sun, warming one's heart.
Zong Yujin, having noticed his friend didn't follow and turned back, involuntarily pressed his chest.
Thump, thump, thump, it was beating very fast.
What's going on? Is he sick?
What kind of illness causes a racing heartbeat and a hot chest?
Zong Yujin was a bit confused.
Looking at the person not far away, his eyes were dark and deep.