Jiang Baocu quieted down.
Next to her, a girl echoed, "Final exams are coming, it's better not to look at gossip. Check it out after school."
Jiang Baocu sighed, itching with curiosity. She was the one who loved gossip the most, and knew many people's secrets. She thought she could deduce the identity of the girl involved.
But even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice.
After returning from the cafeteria, Sheng Tang and Jiang Baocu deliberately took a detour to buy milk tea at the school gate.
Sheng Tang didn't buy, just watched Jiang Baocu drink.
"Don't you think the pattern is very familiar?" Sheng Tang asked Jiang Baocu.
"What?"
"The rumor on the forum."
Jiang Baocu was taken aback.
"Last time, my dad's matter was stirred up the same way: first, a hint on the forum, half-concealed, attracting everyone's curiosity, and then, solid evidence was released," Sheng Tang said.
Jiang Baocu's steps came to a halt.
