"This workbook, Qianqian, help me find the math one," He Wenyu said, waving a workbook.
Luo Qianqian covered her forehead, really not wanting to acknowledge this person—even though she was her own cousin. Was it really okay to be this tricky? What if she ended up hating her?
"This one," Jimo Cheng said, watching Luo Qianqian as she carefully searched through the pile of books. Where was the unwillingness? He casually handed the math workbook next to him to her.
Her hands were very adept at flipping through other workbooks, her mind continuously hypnotizing herself that these were for Xiao Yu to buy, it had nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her.
After paying for the workbooks, He Wenyu, Luo Qianqian, and Jimo Cheng all carried bags, although He Wenyu still seemed reluctant to leave, but seeing the combat strength of the trio, she gave up.
