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Zhao Rong plopped down in the chair, her face bearing an expression that said, "Just as I expected."

"Wanqing, let me tell you, Zhang Yifan is definitely playing hard to get. Listen to me, don't fall for it. He'll probably lose patience in a few days and start obeying you again."

After hearing this, Lin Wanqing's anxious expression eased somewhat.

She wholeheartedly agreed.

She believed that Zhang Yifan would not give up on her easily. After all, Zhang Yifan had been her devoted follower for more than a year, bringing her breakfast in different ways every day, always at her beck and call, and obedient to her every word. How could such a person change so easily?

impossible.

"Hmph, do you even need to tell me that?" Lin Wanqing turned her head away, her tone tinged with a hint of defiance and certainty. "Even if I ignore him for a few days and wait for him to come apologizing and begging me, I won't forgive him so easily!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Wanqing's stomach rumbled.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was enough for Zhao Rong to hear in the quiet classroom.

Zhao Rong immediately looked embarrassed: "Wanqing, are you hungry?"

Lin Wanqing's face immediately turned very ugly.

She clutched her stomach, her voice filled with obvious resentment: "It's all that damn Zhang Yifan's fault! He usually brings me breakfast every day, but he didn't today, so I didn't get any!"

Ever since Zhang Yifan started pursuing her, he has been paying for all her breakfasts.

Today it's steamed buns and soy milk, tomorrow it's sandwiches and milk, and the day after tomorrow it's jianbing guozi with milk tea—they're serving her different kinds of food on her table.

Although she would always pick and choose, complaining that the bun skin was too thick, the soy milk wasn't sweet enough, or that there wasn't enough sauce in the jianbing guozi, she would eventually accept them.

She enjoys the feeling of being fawned over.

But today, Zhang Yifan didn't even glance at her after arriving in the classroom; he went straight to his seat and started working on his problems.

Not to mention breakfast.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong immediately chimed in indignantly, "Exactly! That Zhang Yifan is so stingy! It's just breakfast, it doesn't cost much, and he won't even buy it for you! It's a good thing you didn't accept him sooner, otherwise how could you live with such a stingy man?"

The more Lin Wanqing listened, the more she realized that her best friend was absolutely right.

How much does breakfast cost? Ten or eight yuan. You're not even willing to spend that little bit of money, and you still want to pursue her?

Her opinion of Zhang Yifan dropped even further.

"Rongrong, do you still have any food?" Lin Wanqing rubbed her stomach, which was flat from hunger, and her voice was a little pitiful. "I'm really hungry right now."

The righteous indignation on Zhao Rong's face froze instantly.

"I...I have nothing to eat either, Wanqing."

As she said this, she secretly reached her hand into the drawer of the table from an angle where Lin Wanqing couldn't see, and forcefully pushed the chocolate bread inside further in.

She had saved that chocolate bread specifically for lunch; her mother bought it from an imported supermarket on the weekend, and it cost more than twenty yuan.

She herself wouldn't even eat it, how could she possibly give it to Lin Wanqing?

Lin Wanqing didn't notice Zhao Rong's subtle actions.

She just rubbed her stomach harder, cursing Zhang Yifan in her mind several more times.

In order to maintain her goddess image in front of her classmates, she usually eats very little for lunch and dinner, and basically relies on the hearty breakfast that Zhang Yifan brings her to sustain her energy for the whole day.

Zhang Yifan suddenly stopped sending gifts today, and her energy source was completely cut off.

I guess I'll just have to endure it until lunchtime when I can grab a quick bite at the cafeteria.

She'll only order one vegetarian dish and sit in a corner to eat slowly, so no one can see her eating a lot. How can a goddess eat so heartily?

The morning's long break for morning exercises was another hurdle for Lin Wanqing today.

The school places great importance on morning exercises, with school leaders regarding it as a reflection of students' spirit and energy, as if students who don't do well in morning exercises are scum of society.

Therefore, no student is allowed to be absent except under special circumstances, even during the final sprint of senior year.

Lin Wanqing stood in the line, feeling her legs go weak.

She hadn't eaten properly all day, and now she felt so weak that she felt like she was walking on cotton.

She walked up to the class monitor, forcing a weak smile: "Class monitor, I'm not feeling well today, could I ask for leave and not go to morning exercises?"

Before the class monitor could answer, the sports committee member ran over from a distance, conveying the latest notice with a serious expression: "Attention all classes, school leaders will be personally inspecting the quality of the morning exercises today. No one is allowed to be absent without leave!"

Lin Wanqing's smile froze on her face.

The class monitor shrugged at her, indicating that he couldn't help her.

"Wanqing, that's enough, just two laps, hang in there," Zhao Rong whispered to comfort her.

Lin Wanqing had no choice but to follow Zhao Rong to queue up with a bitter face.

On the playground, the various class formations are gradually assembling.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. In the front row of Class 9's line, she saw Zhang Yifan.

He stood ramrod straight, staring blankly ahead.

Zhao Rong turned her head and looked at Lin Wanqing, who looked weak and swaying beside her. An impulse to stand up for her best friend surged into her heart.

She strode up to Zhang Yifan, her voice shrill and loud: "Zhang Yifan! You're such a stingy guy! It's one thing to refuse to buy Wanqing Starbucks, but why won't you even bring her breakfast? Look how hungry she is!"

The students around them all turned to look.

The boys exchanged knowing glances, while the girls covered their mouths and whispered amongst themselves.

Zhang Yifan looked down at Zhao Rong, who was baring her teeth and brandishing her claws in front of him, and then glanced at the classmates around him who were waiting to watch the show. He felt a surge of amusement.

In the past, he would have been at a loss, would have panicked and tried to explain, and might even have felt guilty and gone to apologize to Lin Wanqing.

But now, he looked at Zhao Rong with the calmness of someone looking at a clown.

"Am I her father or her mother?" Zhang Yifan asked calmly, his voice not loud, but loud enough for everyone around to hear. "I even have to provide breakfast?"

Zhao Rong was stunned.

The students around them were also stunned.

Zhang Yifan looked at her and added, "Since you brought this up yourself, I'll make it clear that I won't be bringing her breakfast anymore. Of course, I won't ask for the money I spent on breakfasts for her before back; consider it like feeding a dog."

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

"Holy crap, feeding dogs? He said feeding dogs?"

"Did Zhang Yifan take the wrong medicine today?"

"It's over, it's over, Zhang Da the simp has completely mutated."

Zhao Rong's face flushed red, her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal. She opened her mouth, then closed it again, then opened it again, looking like a fish thrown ashore.

"Zhao Rong!"

Lin Wanqing's voice came from behind.

She didn't shout, but called out her best friend's name in a tone that was both aggrieved and restrained.