After the teacher appreciation banquet, the family took Qingqing back to Zhuancheng.
Yue Qingqing opened the rear door and was about to get in the car, but her gaze suddenly shifted to the distance.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up, don't catch a cold." Zhang Ying waved at her daughter from inside the car.
Yue Qingqing, however, closed the car door behind her.
"Mom, you sit down first, I think I saw someone I know."
"Who?" Zhang Ying rolled down the window and looked in that direction.
She then saw a girl who looked like she was running for her life, gasping for air.
She was covered in sweat and looked terribly disheveled.
"A classmate of yours?"
Seeing that the girl was about Qingqing's age, Zhang Ying was about to open the door to say hello when Yue Qingqing stopped her.
"Not really someone I know well, don't get out."
Seeing her daughter's indifferent expression, Zhang Ying realized that she probably didn't get along well with the girl.
