In the study room, Shangguan Miao looked at his sister's portrait and fell into deep memories.
Although Mo Junyan was cold toward Shangguan Ya, causing her brother to fight with Mo Junyan, Shangguan Ya still did not give up.
"Brother Mo, I made this lunchbox myself. Try it and see if it's delicious."
Shangguan Ya went to Mo Junyan's school to deliver lunch to him.
The 13-year-old Shangguan Ya, because she had developed well, was a tall and slender young girl. With beautiful and delicate facial features, she was a little beauty. Coupled with the white dress, she looked like a pure little white lotus.
When she went to see Mo Junyan, she attracted everyone's attention.
"Who is this girl? She's so beautiful!"
"I've never seen her before. I don't think she's from our school."
"She seems to be carrying a bento in her hand. Is this a bento for someone?"
"Looks like it. I'll go ask."