Lu Xinxin felt restless; the reality she had just discovered was enough to fill her with anxiety.
She gazed fixedly in Shu Joy's direction for a long time.
That girl was really beautiful, with delicate features and long, black hair tied back in a ponytail, which made her look even more youthful and pretty. Although young, her facial features already hinted at the promise of a stunning beauty.
Lu Xinxin's brow furrowed, and she silently complained to herself, why would Zhou Yanlin treat such a girl so specially?
He seemed so concerned, but when had she ever seen him behave this way with others before?
He always carried himself with such superiority, so aloof; why would he take the initiative to speak to a girl?
That's why seeing this scene made Lu Xinxin's heart sink into gloom.
But she couldn't ask; she could only wonder and guess wildly.
Zhou Yanlin returned to his seat and reverted to his usual silent and reserved demeanor, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone around him.
