A Competition in Year Three
Penerjemah: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The girl walked to her seat and saw that her desk drawer was stuffed so full with pink love letters that some of them had spilled onto the floor.
She frowned.
Coldness flashed in her bright, dark eyes.
Lu Yang could tell that Gu Mang was about to explode in rage and said voluntarily, "They must have been stuffed in the drawer during last evening's second self study period.
Gu Mang said nothing. She walked to the back of the class, grabbed the wastebasket, and threw every single letter in.
The wastebasket was completely filled up.
She was about to take out the trash when Lu Yang snatched the wastebasket from her hand. "Sister Mang, go take a seat. I'll throw it out for you."
Gu Mang's brows were raised as she watched Lu Yang slip out and run off with the wastebasket in hand.
Little Fatty's jaw dropped. Brother Yang seemed to have changed.