Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After speaking, she left in a hurry.
It was as though she didn’t want to be the third wheel.
Qiao Nian was left standing at a loss.
“First High School don’t allow outsiders to pick up their students? Else, why would Shen Qingqing say that she wouldn’t tell the teacher?”
Since she didn’t understand why Shen Qingqing said that, she didn’t want to keep harping on it. She cast the thought aside, took her phone, and left the cla.s.s.
Lessons were just over, and parents were waiting for their children outside of the school. She saw the Hui Teng parked on the opposite side of the road.
She was about to walk over.
Suddenly, a voice called out to her.
“Sister!”
This voice…
Qiao Chen frowned as her eyes turned cold. As expected, Qiao Chen was walking quickly towards her.
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She was wearing a j.a.panese school uniform today. It was red and gave her a youthful, attractive look. Her straight, black hair was also tied up with a red ribbon.
Her hair bounced as she walked, giving her a pure and innocent look.
Qiao Chen knew how to dress well. Even though she wasn’t tall and her legs weren’t as long as Qiao Nian’s, they had a nice shape. She didn’t have to do much for others to notice her legs.
Actually, Qiao Chen’s legs were kind of crooked, and she knew it. Hence, she picked up ballet at a young age to fix that. She put in a lot of effort to hide her flaws. She would never wear tight jeans that would show off the shape of her legs and would never wear short skirts…
However, even though she was wearing a short skirt today, she looked great.
Qiao Nian checked her out and realized what she did to make herself look pretty.
She must have modified the skirt to be even shorter. The length of the skirt should have been around her knees, but it was at her thighs now. It made her legs look long.
Qiao Chen was also wearing a pair of white socks that went all the way to her knees. It covered her crooked legs.
Qiao Nian pouted, giving her a wild look.
However, Qiao Chen’s dressing was weird. She couldn’t understand why she wore a red j.a.panese school uniform.
She wasn’t fair enough to match up to the red uniform. Her skin was slightly yellow, and it didn’t match well with the ren uniform.
To be frank, it didn’t work as well as it would on Qiao Nian.
At a moment’s notice, Qiao Chen was standing in front of her. She bit on her lip and gave a pitiful look as she greeted her. “Sister.”
Was being disgusting second nature to her? Qiao Nian frowned. She felt that her day was ruined.
Qiao Chen didn’t feel that way. She felt great about herself as she asked gently, “I’ve heard that you are celebrating your birthday as well?
“Didn’t your birthday just pa.s.s? Why are you celebrating it now?”
Qiao Nian was disgusted by how close Qiao Chen was portraying herself to be with her. She looked at Qiao Chen with her dark eyes and asked coldly, “What does it have to do with you?”
She didn’t hold any punches. As they were at the school’s gate, the other students from First High School could see them. Qiao Chen turned pale and clenched her fists. She looked down and lamented. “I didn’t come with malicious intentions. I just wanted to invite you to my birthday celebration… My parents have booked a place at the Waterside Loft—their largest room. Since you’re in Rao City, I would like to invite you if you have the time.”
After she spoke, she looked up with watery eyes and said, “Oh, right. Sister, where are you celebrating your birthday? Is it at the Waterside Loft?”
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