Lu Qiqi watched the scene, her thoughts were flying, she was a pragmatic woman, so she observed many people at school.
People like Zhuang Jianhui are actually harder to deal with than Qi Tianheng.
In Lu Qiqi's view, Zhuang Jianhui always laughed freely on campus, but there was a subtle coldness and disconnection in his eyes, as if he was indifferent to everything, unmoved, viewing everything from a high perspective, as if he saw through everyone around him, making him harder to approach.
And now, he's chatting comfortably with Jiang Ning, speaking with certainty.
Especially the stylish girl, who greatly admired Jiang Ning, she could hang out with Zhuang Jianhui, probably of the same rank.
Lu Qiqi saw Jiang Ning's social network for the first time.
In her mind, she couldn't help but recall a casual chat with Shen Qing'e, Shen Qing'e with her calm demeanor: "Him, a man who went off track."
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Jiang Ning got off his ride and was chatting with Wei Zishan and others.
