Luo Qiao returned home to find that Lu Yichen and Stone had already arrived, dinner was cooked, and the vegetables were washed, cut, and ready to use.
As Luo Qiao entered, Lu Yichen looked at her, "Did something happen? Why are you coming back so late?"
Luo Qiao put down her backpack, rolled up her sleeves to start cooking, and recounted the day's events at school.
Those profound eyes of Lu Yichen flashed with an ambiguous light, his face seemingly unchanged, "I'll sort this out for you, you just watch and be at ease."
Luo Qiao snorted coldly in her heart, "I'm not in a rush anyway. I won't have time to deal with them these days. They think they can get away with just an apology after provoking me, wishful thinking."
Hearing this, Lu Yichen showed a hint of a smile and said, "When you come back from your National Day holiday, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."