The moment the fourth-period study hall ended in the afternoon, Yang Ze couldn't wait to run over to Shen Yuan's side.
"Lao Yuan! Let's go, let's go! Time to eat!"
As Yang Ze spoke, he kept wiggling his eyebrows and shooting Shen Yuan meaningful glances.
'It was obvious something was up, and I didn't even have to guess. It was most likely—oh, no, one hundred percent—related to Ah Jie.'
'Yang Ze had probably already drafted the outline for the secret crush Sugar Text that Ah Jie was supposed to write.'
'That was pretty fast.'
At this thought, Shen Yuan glanced over at Li Zhi.
'Honestly, I didn't really want to discuss it right then.'
'After all, I wanted to spend my mealtime with Li Bao.'
'But if I ate with Li Zhi, there would be no way to avoid He Zhiyu and Zhuo Peipei.'
'In that case, wouldn't it be impossible to keep the fact that Ah Jie is writing a Sugar Text a secret?'
Shen Yuan's mind raced. He waved at Yang Ze, signaling for him to lean in from the back row.
