Others may pinch pennies, but she's "tight on clothes" and has to cut back on food expenses.
"Eat up." Jiang Nian said.
With a clatter, four packets of tofu jerky of different flavors landed on his desk.
Yu Zhiyi thought for a moment, begrudgingly gave him a packet of pork jerky, glared at him, and then turned around to leave.
Li Hua was dumbfounded; he had already stepped far away.
This byd Jiang Nian, why won't he leave him alone? He made him recall that suffocating feeling of being splashed again.
A while later, Dong Que passed by with a nervous face.
"This… is for you."
She threw him two bags of bread and two packets of chips, proper snacks of an academic style.
"Hmm?" Jiang Nian looked up at her.
"Xiao Qing… it's from her, you helped her with the bulletin board." Dong Que said as she hurried away, leaving the snacks behind.
Now, both Zeng You and Li Hua were puzzled.
"Wait... you did the bulletin board?"
