Huo Ci listened to him ranting on endlessly.
He lifted his foot and kicked forward.
However, Zhao Xingchen had anticipated this and dodged quickly.
Then, he observed carefully, Huo Ci didn't seem angry.
He continued fearlessly and said,
"On one side we have our acknowledged school beauty, angelic face and devilish figure.
On the other, we have our little beauty off-campus, not many flattering words.
Plus, there's our righteous heroine Miss Zhao Qiangwei, which is also rare.
You've gathered them all, what more could you be unsatisfied with?"
Just as he spoke, Shen Meitong appeared in a red dress, lifting her hem as she walked up the stairs.
"Huo Ci."
A pleasant voice rang out.
Huo Ci looked up briefly and then moved his gaze away.
The brightness in Shen Meitong's eyes gradually dimmed.
Holding her hem, she walked towards the hall.
Zhao Xingchen whispered in front of Huo Ci,
