The private room was very lively, with classmates gathered in threes and twos, drinking and playing games, shouting and laughing loudly.
Su Wanwan felt a bit of a headache and was already beginning to regret agreeing to Zhou Miaomiao's request.
When Zhou Miaomiao dragged her to sit with Sun Xiaotong and her group, her headache worsened.
"Oh! Xiaotong!" Zhou Miaomiao said exaggeratedly, "Where's your wealthy boyfriend? Call him out and let us take a look!"
As she spoke, she glanced around.
Sun Xiaotong was particularly suited to the current beauty standards, with big eyes, a sharp chin, and a smiling mouth. Since entering school, she has been regarded as a goddess by the boys and has always been proud and arrogant.
But now, her expression wasn't very good, and she said irritably, "My boyfriend is busy; do you think he's as idle as you all?"
