Endless Pampering Only For You

"Oh, that's good then." Hearing this, Han Qiqing relaxed.

Sure enough, Yin Shaojie was only throwing a slight tantrum with Xiaoxiao and they would soon be reconciled.

The two of them walked along the school path. Han Qiqing seemed to think of something and grasped Song Shijun's arm out of the blue. "Shijun…"

Song Shijun looked to the side a little astonishedly and stared at her flattering expression with puzzlement. He teased, "What are you doing? You look like you're trying to flatter me…"

"You're the flattering one!" Han Qiqing slapped his shoulder and continued to smile flatteringly, "The next period's exam is Physics… I remember how good you are at Physics, so take care of me later?"

"Take care of you? Oh~ I know what you mean. You want me to help you cheat? Of course not!" Song Shijun shook his head, his expression serious.

Han Qiqing became gloomy. "It's not cheating, of course. Since when did I say it was? It's just… I'll ask you if I don't know the answer and you just have to tell me the answer."

"Isn't that cheating? This exam isn't one of the major ones anyway. It's just to let the teachers see how much you know. Just do whatever you can." Song Shijun still lectured her clearly and logically.

Han Qiqing looked plaintive. "You don't know… I'm actually really doomed. If I do badly, my brother is going to arrange tutoring classes for me!"

"Who told you to skip class?" Song Shijun took the opportunity to lecture her.

"Ahem… Isn't it because… I want to hang out with Xiaoxiao? Anyway, I don't skip class often! I only… skip about one or two classes occasionally…" Han Qiqing tried hard to defend herself.

"You call that skipping one or two classes occasionally?" Song Shijun glared at her.

Skipping one or two classes occasionally?

Every time she skipped class, she went missing for an entire morning or an entire afternoon.

Seeing that playing nice was not working, Han Qiqing began to play tough. She glared at him furiously and gave him a hard slap. "Hey! Tell me: Are you going to help? One sentence! One word! Yes! Or no!"

Song Shijun coughed. "Well… given our friendship, I can't not help you, but I'm also doing this for your own good. I want you to acquire knowledge."

"So that means you'll help me?" Unable to be bothered with his rambling, Han Qiqing interrupted him.

"Well…"

Han Qiqing glared daggers at him. "So that means you're not helping me?"

She glared at him as she asked and even pinched his hand forcefully.

Song Shijun did not know whether to laugh or to cry. "Okay, okay, okay, I'll help, okay?"

Han Qiqing smiled. "That's better! Couldn't you have just said you were going to help from the start? What was all the nonsense for?"

"You also have to revise too…"

"You're so naggy!"

"I'm doing this for your sake…"

"You're not allowed to say that anymore. I dare you to say that once more."

"Okay, I surrender."

…

In the Student Union President's Office at the Student Union building.

Mu Xiaoxiao sat in the tall leather chair, lolling her upper body on the table with her hands crossed and chin resting on them.

She stayed in this posture for a while.

She shot up suddenly, took out her phone, and dialed Yin Shaojie's number quickly.

A ring-back tone played in her ears, a European tune that was classic and elegant.

However, the tune was suddenly cut off.

Mu Xiaoxiao paused, extremely astonished as she stared wide-eyed at the phone in her hands.

The call was declined?

He declined her call?