"I... I did bring it," Ding Yingying said softly, looking down at her own toes, answering in a barely audible whisper.
"What? Did you bring it or not?" Su Wen couldn't hear clearly and asked again subconsciously.
This time, Ding Yingying mustered the courage, suddenly raising her voice several times louder, "I brought it, Su Wen, I have my ID card!"
Ding Yingying's voice carried down the busy street, drawing the attention of many passersby.
What else could a young man and woman be discussing about bringing ID cards for?
It had to be renting a hotel room.
The passing men thought as much and immediately looked at Su Wen with envy, jealousy, and resentment. Anyone with eyes could see Ding Yingying by Su Wen's side.
A fair and beautiful student girl, and that figure...
Even though Ding Yingying was wearing a loose shirt today, the proud curves were still hard to hide.
"Ahem," Su Wen noticed the glances from the people around, his face turning red.