After that incident, they lost the mood to play and went back.
At this moment, Jian Zheng sat at his desk, undergoing an "interrogation."
"Jian, do you naturally carry a bad luck aura? Why does something happen wherever you go? I'm either worried sick about you or angry to death," Qin Rou said, hands on her hips, lecturing Jian Dan like an elder.
"Rou, what are you doing? Is this how you talk to an elder?" Jian Dan retreated a bit and retorted, mimicking an elder's demeanor.
"An elder? You're calling yourself an elder? Why don't you do something an elder should do?" Qin Rou still had an angry look.
"How did I..." Jian Dan's rebuttal was just on the tip of her tongue.
"Shut your mouth, now's not the time to talk back—just listen, it's all for your own good." Xia Mengjiao interrupted, blocking the words Jian Dan was about to say.
Jian Dan felt like she was back in elementary school, being earnestly lectured by teachers and parents: 'This is all for your good!'
