Perhaps the UO Was Triggered

When Feng Jue heard Gu Yang praising him, a subtle smile touched his lips.

Su Ying'er's face darkened. "Xiao Yang, are you mocking me?"

An art student at Hua University, Su Ying'er's academic performance was not stellar.

Feng Jue's voice was soft and measured. "Miss Su, you might want to keep your umbrella for yourself to avoid getting drenched and potentially harming your health."

Gu Yang found Su Ying'er's reaction odd. Despite not standing out academically or otherwise, she was still at Hua University. There seemed to be no reason for her to feel inferior just from a casual mention.

As Su Ying'er heard Feng Jue's words, she felt a fleeting sense of pride that he seemed to care about her. However, her mood quickly soured.

By then, Gu Yang and Feng Jue had already moved on, walking away.

Su Ying'er seethed with anger.