An Xiaxia went back home, feeling rather depressed.

Papa An had set the table for dinner and was waiting for her with a smile.

"Go wash your hands. Dinner's ready."

"Oh…" An Xiaxia went absentmindedly into the bathroom and almost bumped into the wall on her way. Luckily, Chi Yuanfeng came down at that moment and caught her in time. He asked happily, "Xiaxia, are you practicing cheerleading today? Let me help you! Let me!"

An Xiaxia looked even sadder at the mention of that and moaned and sighed when she went to wash her hands, which baffled Chi Yuanfeng.

"What's gotten into her?"

"Periodic psychosis. You know, that time of the month." An Yibei offered his dry sarcasm.

An Xiaxia didn't talk back, which was rather rare for her, and only ate in silence.

Sheng Yize darted her a glance and frowned.

"Weren't you at the game?" he asked.

"I was… we were slaughtered by Shengyin," said An Xiaxia indignantly. "That Gu Zichen of Shengyin was so annoying! So what if he's handsome! Did he