When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 41 - 0: Will Not Report

As Tang Xing left, the classroom suddenly fell silent. Lu Chen gestured to her, "There are still ten minutes left, let’s head out first."

Jiang Shuyao nodded, and the two of them left the classroom one after the other.

Descending two flights of stairs, at the corner of the ground floor was Class 2. Inside, it was empty. Desks were askew, and books and papers littered the floor, making it look no different from a garbage dump, an unbearable sight.

Unintentionally, Lu Chen found the girl behind him had fallen far behind. Turning around, he asked with a smile, "What, are you particularly interested in Class 2’s classroom?"

After the incident at North Alley, Jiang Shuyao knew that with Lu Chen’s intelligence, he must have guessed that she and Pei Yan were old acquaintances. His question just now seemed a bit like he was deliberately steering the topic that way.

From this, Jiang Shuyao also thought of another issue.

Lu Chen was a model student representative. Faced with the kind of fighting incident that occurred last time, would he go and report it to the school authorities?

She didn’t want to speculate wildly, hesitating whether to ask him or not, but then decided against it.

Never mind, even if it was Lu Chen who reported it, it was Pei Yan who broke the rules first; no one had wronged him.

Perhaps Jiang Shuyao’s thoughts were too obvious, as Lu Chen outright, with no attempt to conceal it, pierced through the matter.

"Don’t worry, I was merely a bystander that day. There’s no need for me to run to the school authorities and be a snitch, you underestimate me."

The air was silent.

Jiang Shuyao stared at him, feeling genuinely embarrassed. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Was she using the measure of a petty person to gauge the heart of a gentleman?

Luckily, Tang Xing, who had gone to the restroom, quickly ran down, panting, and timely returned the atmosphere to normal.

It was now entering November, and winter was arriving quietly.

Under Tang Xing’s school uniform, she wore a sweater, the cuffs of which were dampened by water. She rubbed her hands together and breathed on them from the cold.

"The water from the restroom faucet is freezing. What are we going to do in the deep winter? It would be great if the school could supply hot water."

Hearing this, Lu Chen smiled faintly. As the son of the headmaster, he probably had the most authority to speak on the matter, yet his response was, "The school’s hardware infrastructure is managed by the logistics department. Whether we can have hot water this winter depends on if the shareholders are willing to spend the money."

Mentioning the shareholders, Jiang Shuyao couldn’t help but think of Uncle Pei.

But Lu Chen’s words were casual, without any particular implications. She shouldn’t be overly sensitive.

Throughout the way, she hardly initiated a conversation. Tang Xing and Lu Chen occasionally exchanged a few words, mostly about academic matters.

The three of them arrived at the auditorium just in time and found their class’s seats. As soon as they sat down, they could hear the buzz of conversation coming from Class 2 seated diagonally behind them.

Nearly everyone was discussing the same topic: the grade’s big shot, Pei Yan, was about to take the stage to read his apology.

Jiang Shuyao had been in the office at the time, so she naturally knew the reason behind this required apology.

However, based on her intuition, she anticipated that the apology written by the mischievous Pei Yan would definitely be far from normal.

In the midst of everyone’s excitement, after the school leaders gave their speeches one after another, it was time for the grade representatives to speak.

When the host called out the name Jiang Shuyao from Class 3 (6), the originally noisy environment suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Shuyao, ah.

That new transfer student, the little academic fairy who tied with Lu Chen for first place in the last monthly exam.

Many still only knew her name but had yet to see her in person, immersed in curiosity and amazement, they even forgot to clap.

A few seconds later, from the middle and back right sections of the auditorium, a burst of enthusiastic applause and cheering erupted.

The applause came from the students of Class 6, and the cheering was from the crowd of troublemakers at Yunzhong—the concentrated area of Class 2.