Jian Anning didn't have time to say anything to him before Yu Zexiao dragged her into the bathroom. Fortunately, the bathroom here was divided from the outside by a curtain, so people outside couldn't see what was happening. Yu Zexiao pulled her in, closed the bathroom door without a word, turned around, lowered his voice with a sullen face, and pressed her against the bathroom door, saying unhappily, "You seem to be chatting freely with that guy named Si!"
Jian Anning was a bit at a loss between laughter and tears and hadn't replied yet when Yu Zexiao, with a gloomy face, continued, "What, are you happy talking to him? It seems you two get along quite well!"
"Gurgle—"
A serious topic by nature, but because of Yu Zexiao's grumbling stomach, it suddenly took on a slightly humorous note. Jian Anning looked up to see Yu Zexiao a bit ashamed and seething, blushing, "What are you laughing at! Be serious, I'm discussing something important with you!"
