Yang Fei glanced at Yang Gang subconsciously, feeling a bit guilty.
Then she came back to her senses, extremely frustrated.
Wh...why should she feel guilty?
Gang was her brother, not her boyfriend!
Strange, so strange!
Feifei, our puzzled goddess, then bluntly blamed it all on Yang Gang.
"It's all because of that bastard Gang leading me astray. Now I'm baffled!"
Then, Yang Fei ran away with her face flush.
After Yang Fei left, Shen Jing blinked, curiously asking, "Yang Gang, what's wrong with Feifei?"
Yang Gang stroked his chin, "Hmm... I don't know, maybe it's her menopause?"
Shen Jing was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "You're always talking nonsense."
Yang Gang chuckled. He looked at Shen Jing, meditated for a moment, and then faintly said, "Shen Jing, thank you for helping me compile the list of participants for the tug-of-war competition."
Shen Jing smiled: "As the assistant to the student council president, that's what I'm supposed to do."