Zhu Zhao’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, then he smiled and introduced himself: “That’s also true. Previously, you were only focused on the school grass, and you barely noticed the rest of us, so naturally we didn’t get to know each other.” He laughed lightly.
Luo Xi didn’t want to have much to do with this scumbag, so she tugged at the corner of her mouth in response.
When he saw that she didn’t seem interested in talking to him, Zhu Zhao withdrew his gaze with an uninterested expression. What’s the use of looking pretty? It’s not like she was his type anyway.
His gaze couldn’t help but fall on Luo Yuyi, whose eyes contained autumn waves and were as gentle as water, and he opened his mouth to say, “Let’s go and have a meal.”
A group of people came to the cafeteria together.
The Noble University’s cafeteria was still relatively luxurious, with a wide variety of dishes. While the taste might not be perfect, there were still plenty of people dining in groups.
Luo Xi used to like cooking because of Leng Yuan, and after that, she never came to the cafeteria again. In normal times, she would either go back to the dormitory or bring her lunch in the morning. She knew she was so obsessed with Leng Yuan back then, knowing that he didn’t like her, yet she still made a couple’s lunch to give him while keeping one for herself, thinking it would make her slightly satisfied.
As for whether he ate the lunch or not, Luo Xi had no idea.
Now, she was no longer that stupid girl she used to be, so naturally she wouldn’t spend her effort trying to please a man who didn’t like her and could even be said to dislike her.
The six of them managed to fill a table. Zhu Zhao walked over carrying two bowls of soup and sat beside Luo Yuyi, passing the soup to her and Jiang Yanyan, saying, “I brought your favorite soup.”
“Thank you, Brother Zhao.”
“Thanks, senior.”
Jiang Yanyan blushed as she accepted the soup, but Luo Yuyi acted normal.
Ning Mengmeng said with a hint of sourness, “Senior, how come there’s no portion for me and Luo Xi? You are being biased, ah.” She rarely comes to the cafeteria to eat and usually eats with her boyfriend outside, but they had a fight recently, so she followed Zhu Zhao’s cafeteria. Noticing Zhu Zhao’s actions, she jokingly complained.
“Of course there is, I’ll go get it for you now.” Zhu Zhao smiled and stood up. Initially, he couldn’t carry so much, so he intended to come back and ask if they wanted any, but he didn’t expect Ning Mengmeng to take the initiative to open her mouth.
However, when he went over, he quickly returned after a while, empty-handed. He helplessly said, “It’s all gone. I’m really sorry.”
“What? No way, the people here also want to drink soup!” Hearing this, Ning Mengmeng couldn’t help but grumble.
At this time, Luo Yuyi spoke up, “Mengmeng, you have mine.”
When Ning Mengmeng heard this, her eyes immediately lit up. “Really?”
“Of course, who made us good sisters?” Luo Yuyi smiled softly.
Good sisters?
Sitting beside them, Luo Xi raised an eyebrow.
How come she never saw her being so filial to me, her own sister?
A strange thought suddenly appeared in her mind, but it was quickly ignored.
“Yiyi, I see that your face doesn’t look so good, and it looks like you’ve lost weight again. Eat more to replenish your body. As for you Yanyan, why don’t you take the initiative a little? Isn’t Mengmeng your good friend?” Zhu Zhao on the side looked ata Jiang Yanyan with some dissatisfaction.
Clearly, they were all girls, so how come there is such a big difference when it comes to her?
“I…” Jiang Yanyan’s face turned somewhat unsightly. No matter who was told such words by the boy they liked, that wouldn’t feel comfortable.
She didn’t take the initiative to give it to Luo Yuyi because it came from him. How could she bear to give it to others?
