Han Mingyue's intuition had always been sharp, and since Zhen Yu had sensed that something was amiss, how could he not feel the anomaly? It was just that he had been too excited about being able to sit with Zhen Yu and hadn't given it much thought before!
At this moment, as soon as he calmed down, he immediately realized he had been reckless.
After coldly staring back at each 'malicious' glance, Han Mingyue moved closer to Zhen Yu with some guilt and whispered, "Xiao Yu, sorry! I,"
Zhen Yu chuckled and patted his arm, "It's fine! They're just envious and jealous! I'm too happy to care!"
"Uh," Han Mingyue blushed at her words but quietly rotated his arm to hold Zhen Yu's hand.
With her right hand intertwined with his fingers, Zhen Yu could only reach into her backpack with her left hand and rummage around.
Both sheets of paper were placed on top, easily accessible.
Zhen Yu simply slapped them onto the desktop, saying, "Here! One for each of us!"
