Even though Fang Shucheng claimed he wouldn’t talk to Wei Jie again, when Wei Jie dragged him out to eat skewers, his body betrayed him.

Fang Shucheng suffered from severe chronic indecision, so Wei Jie told him to focus on eating while he took care of everything else—rushing around, choosing skewers, and feeding him…

Fang Shucheng: “I could eat on my own!”

Zhuang Yi pretended to cover his eyes dramatically, saying, “Ah! The single dogs have been blinded by the flash.”

Fang Shucheng’s heart skipped a beat as he glanced at Zhuang Yi, unsure if he genuinely knew or was just stirring up trouble.

Wei Jie paid no attention at all, saying, “You eat first, I’ll go get you some drinks.”

With that, he dashed off to the self-service area.

Fang Shucheng, worried that Zhuang Yi might have figured out their relationship, suspiciously stared at him: stare—

Zhuang Yi: ?

Fang Shucheng: stare—

Zhuang Yi: ??

Fang Shucheng: stare—

Zhuang Yi: ……..

Feeling uneasy, Zhuang Yi jumped up, “I’ll go get some drinks too.”

Fang Shucheng watched him leave.

Wei Jie returned with the drinks, puzzled, “Why does he look like he’s stepped on a tail?”

The deputy Class Monitor at one of the background tables put down his skewers and said softly, “Because Fang Shucheng stared him down.”

Fang Shucheng: “… I didn’t, I haven’t, don’t make things up.”

Wei Jie glanced at Fang Shucheng, “Why were you staring at Zhuang Yi?”

The Class Monitor at another table, munching on skewers, said, “Because he’s handsome, simple as that. Everyone has a sense of beauty.”

Fang Shucheng: ???

Wei Jie: Damn.

Wei Jie set down his cup and pulled Fang Shucheng away.

The Class Monitor and deputy Class Monitor exchanged glances, then each reached for a drink, sharing the ones Wei Jie had brought back.

The onlookers from Class Three looked bewildered, “…” Is this what they call ‘legendary black belly’?

The deputy Class Monitor adjusted his glasses and glanced at everyone. Everyone suddenly looked busy eating, pretending nothing had happened.

Outside the shop, Wei Jie pressed Fang Shucheng against the wall. Fang Shucheng hurriedly clarified that he didn’t actually think Zhuang Yi was handsome.

Back at his seat with food in hand, Zhuang Yi sneezed. Looking around, he asked puzzled, “Where are those two?”

The Class Monitor casually lied, “They went to get sauce. Aren’t you getting any?”

Zhuang Yi replied, “I already got some…” and turned to look at the sauce counter.

The deputy Class Monitor calmly looked at the sesame sauce Zhuang Yi had taken. Perfect, sesame sauce.

Swiftly grabbing the sesame sauce and placing it in front of the Class Monitor, the Class Monitor dipped her meat into it.

Zhuang Yi turned around and saw the Class Monitor leisurely enjoying meat dipped in sauce.

After a moment of confusion, he looked at his plate, realizing, “Class Monitor!”

Class Monitor: “You can take it back if you want, but I’ve already eaten from it, so my saliva’s on it.”

Zhuang Yi: “Damn.”

The Class Monitor is a girl.

He was not convinced, pointing at the deputy Class Monitor who shared a bowl of sauce with the Class Monitor, “Aren’t you a guy? You indirectly kissed the Class Monitor!”

The deputy Class Monitor adjusted his glasses calmly, “When necessary, we can discard narrow-minded views like gender.”

Zhuang Yi: “…”

Zhuang Yi admitted defeat.

It’s just a bowl of sauce, right?

He could go get more.

There was no way he could win against the deputy Class Monitor, who was shameless enough to avoid walking a few extra steps.

The onlookers from Class Three: “… The deputy Class Monitor is truly something.”