When Zhuang Wenche came the next day, he looked at a small note in his hand and flipped it back and forth. When he saw Zhuang Wenche coming, he handed the note in his hand out, "Look, what's going on?"

The note above is the note that Zhao Yutong left on He Si's desk when he left yesterday afternoon. Her handwriting is very beautiful. If it weren't for the last word being scratched off by some ink that probably hadn't had time to dry, the entire paper would have been printed.

It looks just as good when it comes out.

"That kid Ke Chu'an didn't even know how to tell me that I had left after delivering the gifts."

"He didn't send it?"

"Huh?" He Si's pupils doubled in size, and he glanced at Zhao Yutong's position. She was reading a book on the table, motionless, "Why?"

"I don't know, he didn't say anything." Zhuang Wenche shook his head helplessly and said nothing, but he also looked at Zhao Yutong not far away, and couldn't see any change, except that she was no longer so talkative.

"Is it a pity?" He Shi asked suddenly.

"What?"

"I don't believe that Zhao Yutong will not accept it. Zhao Yutong told me that she likes Mr. Ke. Otherwise, she would not have suffered so much grievance this time and did not let the school and parents pursue Mr. Ke.

Responsibility." The incident did not happen to her, but He Xiang became angrier and aggrieved the more she spoke. Zhuang Wenche looked on and felt that her tears were about to fall every second.

"What should we do?"

Zhuang Wenche took out two tissues from his desk pocket and handed them over, but He seemed to push them back, insisting that he wasn't crying.

"I must ask clearly."
Chapter completed!