"What did you do?" Liu Wei asked, incredulous.
Only troublemakers got called in like that.
Hong Bo smiled. "Don't talk nonsense."
Sometimes they forgot that Hong Bo also handled the student council, even if she now spent more time at the family business than at school.
Without much concern, she lightly tapped the girl's forehead, making her step back. "What are you imagining about me?"
Without another word, she left. But that satisfied expression made Chow Niu feel strangely relieved—it had to mean something good.
She didn't know what it meant, but that expression definitely couldn't mean anything bad.
Watchful eyes were everywhere; everyone seemed startled by Hong Bo's name being called.
Nonsense. It wasn't a big deal. People got impressed too easily these days.
