Gossip is one of those things. Sometimes, you can smell it with just a look.
The moment He Zhiyu saw her bestie walk into the classroom, her sweet-stuff radar activated instantly.
"Zhizhi, how come you're so late today?"
Li Zhi saw the eager anticipation in He Zhiyu's eyes. The little author practically had "Just tell me you two went on a date!" written all over her face.
Li Zhi took her backpack from Shen Yuan's hands as she casually explained, "Oh, I had dinner at his place, so I'm a little late."
Li Zhi's tone was casual, but when He Zhiyu heard the offhand remark "I had dinner at his place," her eyes shot wide and her mouth fell open into a perfect "O," as if she'd just been told an earth-shattering secret.
Her mind raced, almost instantly latching onto a phrase that made her heart pound—meeting the parents!!!
'Holy shit?!'
'Have they already reached the "meet the parents" stage?'
Seeing He Zhiyu's obviously overloaded expression, Li Zhi shook her head in resignation.
