"Luo Qianqian, aren't you being a bit unfair? I made such a big contribution, and you only give me one, while he didn't do anything but watch the drama unfold, and you give him two? What are you planning to do with the other two apples in your hand? Just give them to me as a tribute, and I won't fuss over it." Gu Yanzhi looked at the round apple in his hand, then at Qiao Xiyang, who was on the side with a smug smile holding two apples, and felt frustrated for a moment.
Luo Qianqian felt a little wronged, "I asked you, and you said you wanted one. You can't lay claim to the rest; they're for the instructor." As for the instructor's other identity, she chose not to tell him.
