Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At one o’clock, the eting continued.
Le Yao was still sitting beside Nangong Jue as a mascot. Occasionally, when soone looked at her, she would smile. The rest of the ti, she would sit quietly and observe everyone present.
The people in charge of the various districts sat in the first row.
Le Yao could actually see Ai Chen the mont she looked up. In the morning, Ai Chen’s eyes had been on Nangong Jue’s face, but in the afternoon, she realized that the girl had her head lowered.
Could it be that she had hit her too hard during lunch? Was she in despair? But that shouldn’t be the case. It was obvious that that girl was very resistant.
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