Lingguang No.1 Middle School, cafeteria.
Qu Ruorui and Zhuang Lan had already gotten the meals ready for four, just waiting for Lu Zhu and Yue Qingqing to arrive.
"Did your class's teacher drag out the lesson for so long today?" Qu Ruorui teased, "Mr. Zhang is truly formidable, a single session is stronger than six, such enduring electric power with great cost performance."
Lu Zhu shook her head, "No, Qingqing was stopped by someone."
Zhuang Lan looked over as if struck by a thought, "What happened?"
Lu Zhu didn't take Zhuang Rouhui's words seriously, and spoke as though she were telling a joke.
"Some woman, out of nowhere, actually claimed that Yue Qingqing is her daughter. If she's so good at making jokes, why doesn't she go perform skits? I wouldn't watch this year's Spring Festival Gala without her."
Zhuang Lan's hand, holding the chopsticks, trembled slightly, guessing who the visitor was.
Qu Ruorui was also curious, "Who is this person? Are they sick or something?"
