Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âThings are as they should be! Who were those three girls anyway? Theyâre not fit to even hold the shoes of our Department Head!â
âDepartment Head, that was beautifully executed! No wonder youâre our Department Head!â
In the end, the crowd congratulated her together, âHe Qiya! Happy birthday!â
He Qiya looked at them, tears swimming in her eyes.
âThank you everyoneâ¦â
She felt reborn at this moment. She had never felt so blessed.
In front of her, Yin Shaojie was being pushed by Mu Xiaoxiao. In his hands was a bouquet of fresh flowers. They were so big that they were larger than a personâs face.
âHurry up and do it!â Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and pushed him again.
Helpless, Yin Shaojie could only glare at her before he strode over.
Everyone started to cheer.
âAyâ President! President! President!â
Yin Shaojie walked over and held the flowers out to He Qiya. In his stately Presidential tone, he said, âHe Qiya, happy birthday. Thank you for your contributions to the Student Union. In the future, I hopeâ¦â
Upon hearing his diplomatic speech, the crowd couldnât help but boo.
Yin Shaojie swept a glace across them. âHave you forgotten who I am?â
The crowd was stunned and laughed nervously.
Someone cried out ingratiatingly, âThe Presidentâs speech is terrific!â
Yin Shaojie smiled and said, âEnough, stop your bootlicking.â
The rest laughed as the atmosphere relaxed.
He Qiya was smiling as well. She took the flowers and sniffed them before smiling at him. âThank you, President!â
She then turned to look at Mu Xiaoxiao behind him, moved.
Thank you, Mu Xiaoxiao.
Thank you for fulfilling a dream that I never dared to pursue.
Right there and then, she let go of her crush for Yin Shaojie.
â¦
Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie walked down the street, hand-in-hand.
Behind them, a crowd of Student Union members were planning to sing karaoke after the meal.
The two of them decided not to go and thus parted ways with them.
âEh, oh right!â Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered something. âWhere is Shijun? Didnât he say he was looking for Qiqing? Heâs been gone for a long time. Weâve already finished eating, but thereâs still no sign of him!â
Yin Shaojie held her little hand and swung it. There was a light smile playing on his handsome face as he shrugged and said, âI donât know.â
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him and knew that he didnât care about what was happening to Song Shijun.
âYouâve only had two or three glasses of wine, right? Why do you seem like youâre drunk?â
Towards the end of their revelry, the mood was very lively, and he had drank a few glasses of wine after being encouraged to do so by the crowd.
Mu Xiaoxiao took out her phone and called Song Shijunâs number.
She was actually a little worried about Qiqing.
After a long while, Song Shijun finally picked up just before the dial tone ended.
âHello!â
Mu Xiaoxiao asked bluntly, âSong Shijun, did you go to the moon to pick up Qiqing? Why are you taking so long! Weâve already finished eating! Where did you go?â
âUh, about thatâ¦â Song Shijun stammered.
âWhat happened? Did something happen to Qiqing?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked worriedly.
âKindaâ¦â
Mu Xiaoxiao hurried asked, âWhat happened to Qiqing? Hurry up and tell me! Why didnât you tell me earlier? Youâll be the death of me!â