Cheng Qingci's candor made Jiang Jun relax. "I'm done here. I'm going to go pick out my clothes. We have to leave at four p.m. Should we go separately?"
"Of course we're going separately," Cheng Qingci said, as if trying to avoid the plague. "I'm going there to make friends. What would it look like if I left with you? Besides, for a guy like you... that poor girl you like."
"Does she know you're outwardly warm but inwardly cold? Does she know you're a calculating old fox?"
Jiang Jun wasn't the least bit bothered. "As for being 'outwardly warm but inwardly cold,' that all depends on who I'm dealing with."
Cheng Qingci waved a hand dismissively. "Alright, forget I said anything."
She and Jiang Jun were acquaintances, but they were far from close. After all, Jiang Jun had always studied abroad, while Cheng Qingci had dutifully completed all her schooling in G City, never going overseas to burnish her credentials.
