Book 1: Maam You Have Been Uncovered

Chapter 13

Chapter 13: I Am Not a Good Person

Qin Ran looked at this message for a long while, then she threw her books for Wei Zihang to hold before texting back—

[Is the person placing the order sick?]

Her price was ten times higher than the market price.

Without waiting for the other side to reply, she relied on her quick speed and quickly texted four more words—

[I’m not taking it.]

Wei Zihang took her books and paid for them. He flipped through the books selected by Qin Ran and realized that they weren’t study materials but original copies of foreign books. They were books that were of no interest to anyone.

He knew that Qin Ran liked to read books. Chen Shulan’s entire study was full of her books and she especially liked reading the original text.

Wei Zihang had seen the original “Hundred Years of Solitude” and “Kite Chaser” on her bedside.

He put the books on the cash register. His shredded hair drooped slightly, and only his dark eyes were sharp.

Wei Zihang paid and Qin Ran didn’t fight over it with him.

After returning her message, she put her phone back in her pocket and walked outside first.

Wei Zihang took the bag and walked towards her. He held the cigarette that was almost gone and was about to throw it in a trash can.

“We’ll have dinner first?” Wei Zihang waved his hand in front of her and tilted his head with a smile.

Qin Ran shook her head. She had to go back to the dormitory and study by herself.

“Give me one stick.” She glanced at him.

“...” Wei Zihang knew what she was saying. He flinched back and sulked. “No, Grandma Chen will kill me.”

Qin Ran kicked him and stared at him with her good-looking bandit eyes.

Reluctantly, Wei Zihang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Qin Ran. Then, he passed the lighter over.

His lighter was the friction-type. Qin Ran’s fingers were thin and long. They looked like jade and glowed a healthy pink.

With a slight “click” sound, blue flames burst out.

The faint smoke rose, and the smell of mint it emitted wasn’t obvious. Qin Ran wore a jeans white T-shirt with a junior high school uniform hung loosely around it.

She appeared obedient but still had to do some disobedient things.

Her soft and fluffy hair draped over her shoulders. The wind blew past and gently ruffled her hair.

She lowered her eyes and leaned casually against the wall. Smoke rose from her fingertips and she appeared lazy and casual. There was also a sort of calmness that hadn’t been in her these few days.

Her smoking position was extremely handsome.

Wei Zihang squatted at the intersection to help her keep a lookout. He couldn’t help but glance back, frowning.