It's kind of weird. On Thursday, when Song Shize heard that Ruan Ruan only let him take a picture of the transfer student, he cheerfully patted his chest and promised to complete the task in minutes.
But two days have passed, and Song Shize is nowhere to be seen in school.
Even when Ruan Ruan sent him messages at night, he didn't reply.
"Probably got locked up by his dad," Qingran guessed.
Qingran had seen Mr. Song at the hospital; he looked like a knowledgeable middle-aged man. Next to Mr. Song, the frivolous Song Shize didn't seem at all like his son.
Ruan Ruan lay weakly on the table, her face full of disdain: "Is Song Shize really that useless?"
Even Zheng Chunming was curious. After all, Song Shize was so arrogant privately, not even caring about the school disciplinarian, and if he caused trouble like fighting and brawling in school, it would usually be settled quickly by his family's influence.
