Li Zhi rolled her eyes at Shen Yuan's back.
"He's full of so many little schemes."
Smart as she was, how could Li Zhi not see through Shen Yuan's little schemes?
Time trickled by before the morning self-study session, and the classroom of Class 15 gradually filled up.
Today, Zhuo Peipei arrived at the classroom before He Zhiyu. The president seemed to be in a particularly good mood.
The moment she entered the classroom, her eyes scanned the room like a radar before she dashed to her seat.
The president tossed her schoolbag right behind her own seat, then, like a gust of wind, quickly sat down in Zhou Shaojie's seat.
After settling in, Zhuo Peipei carefully lowered her voice and whispered, "Yuan! Lao Yuan!"
Then, she pulled her phone from her pocket and asked conspiratorially, "Is this you and Li Zhi?"
Shen Yuan's attention was drawn by Zhuo Peipei's voice, and his gaze slowly fell upon her phone screen.
