You're Not Allowed to Bow For Trash

The car drove away from the base.

Gu Qiqi's phone rang.

Seeing that it was from the class monitor, she didn't want to answer it.

The class monitor was a fence-sitter. Back when she organized a gathering, she followed Gu Xuexue's instructions and tried all means to deceive her into going.

This time, nothing good would definitely happen.

But the phone kept ringing.

It was especially piercing to the ears in the quiet backseat of a car.

Gong Jue's cold gaze swept over unhappily.

Gu Qiqi could only answer the call. "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Qiqi. You left halfway through the class gathering last time and didn't have a good time. Now that the admission results are out, you're going to university soon. This time, the classmates are planning to hold a banquet to thank…"