Chapter Eighty-Five: Can't Kiss If We're Not Lovers?

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"Zhou Yuwen?"

Just as Zhou Yuwen had sat down, a girl recognized him.

Zhou Yuwen looked up and realized it was an old acquaintance, "Oh, it's you, Chen Wan, senior?"

Chen Wan pursed her lips and glanced at Zheng Yanyan next to him before asking, "Are you out for a walk with your girlfriend?"

"Yeah," Zhou Yuwen nodded slightly.

Getting Zhou Yuwen's confirmation, Zheng Yanyan felt a bit delighted. She now somewhat resembled the image of a well-behaved and sensible girlfriend, quietly asking while holding Zhou Yuwen's hand, "Who's that?"

"Oh, let me introduce you, this is Senior Chen Wan."

"Hello, I'm the vice president of the student council, Chen Wan. I watched you dance just now, several guys here were totally mesmerized by it." Despite not being able to flaunt her pride in front of Zhou Yuwen—after all, aside from the student council, she was also Zhou Yuwen's sub-agent—she maintained a natural and friendly demeanor as an upperclassman in front of other students.