From a distance, they looked like a perfect couple.
Li Mumu's beautifully thin eyebrows immediately twisted into a braid, and a feeling of displeasure and irritation instantly broke through, her teeth angrily chewing the pearls in her milk tea, as if she were chewing on the girl next to Bei Mo.
After walking a few steps forward, she realized the girl sitting next to him was none other than their class flower—Yun Jiatong.
At the sight of her, Li Mumu couldn't help but remember that morning when Yun Jiatong came into the classroom while she was sleeping and even passed by her.
She seriously suspected that the pack of sanitary pads that didn't belong to her might be hers.
Of course, it was just speculation.
Without any actual evidence, she wouldn't slander a good person, but also wouldn't let a bad person off the hook.
Even though it's just a harmless pack of sanitary pads, she would still handle it seriously!
Because she refuses to believe that this matter is a coincidence!
