"Thank you." Sheng Tang sent a message to Gu Shiting.
An even more explosive piece of news, enough to replace the dull one.
Perhaps their classmates would never remember Gu Shiting adjusting Sheng Tang's clothes.
"No need to thank me." Gu Shiting looked at the message, and the unhappiness from yesterday had vanished.
A trace of gentleness flashed across his face.
A girl noticed and secretly pointed it out to Yang Mingming: "He seems to be smiling..."
"So what if he's smiling?" Yang Mingming's beautiful face displayed a hint of impatience.
"No, it's not that..." The girl tried to explain but unexpectedly sensed Yang Mingming's anger and immediately shut up.
The fire in Yang Mingming's heart almost burst out.
At that moment, Gu Shiting had already turned his gaze to the window.
