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Chapter 383 - Chapter 383 Chapter 383 I Cant Always Rush to Your Side Just

Chapter 383: Chapter 383: I Can’t Always Rush to Your Side Just in Time Chapter 383: Chapter 383: I Can’t Always Rush to Your Side Just in Time Sheng Chuyi was outmaneuvered, feeling as if he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot.

“My fault, I forgot that a 3,000-word task is an impossible feat for you.”

“Who do you think you’re looking down on?” Shen Zhaozhao grew even angrier, pulled out the reflection essay from her bag, slapped it onto his hand, and said, “I finished the reflection, but I don’t want to talk to you right now, so you are not allowed to speak to me.” After that, she huffed and walked ahead.

Sheng Chuyi lowered his head to glance at the reflection in his hand, not expecting that the girl had really finished it. Then, he quickly grabbed her wrist and said, “I wasn’t looking down on you, just meddling out of concern, afraid you wouldn’t learn your lesson. Shen Zhaozhao, I can’t always be there by your side.”

“I’m fine, aren’t I? You’re making a mountain out of a molehill.” Although Shen Zhaozhao was still angry, her demeanor had significantly softened.

She also knew that Sheng Chuyi cared about her.

But knowing was one thing, being annoyed was another.

Sheng Chuyi: “Because it’s you, I can’t bear even the slightest mistake!”

Shen Zhaozhao pursed her lips, her expression slightly softening.

Taking the opportunity, Sheng Chuyi pulled her into his arms and coaxed her with a gentler voice, “Stop being angry, how about I write a 3,000-word reflection for you too?”

Shen Zhaozhao looked up at him in surprise, “Reflect on what?”

Sheng Chuyi, with a smile in his eyes, said, “Reflect on not treating you well enough.”

“Then we’ll talk after you’ve written it!” Shen Zhaozhao huffed, but her expression had visibly lightened.

“Alright!” Sheng Chuyi smiled, curving the corners of his lips.

Ever since they were children, it had always been easy to appease her. With a tough exterior but a soft heart, every time he sincerely apologized, she would immediately let go of her anger.

Seeing both of them showing up in the cafeteria together, Song Ning winked at Shen Zhaozhao and asked, “Did you two make up?”

“Not yet!” Shen Zhaozhao deliberately kept a straight face.

She wasn’t that easy to mollify.

Song Ning glanced again in Sheng Chuyi’s direction.

Fine then!

It seemed there wasn’t a major problem between them.

Shen Zhaozhao had lunch and dinner with her three roommates and went straight back to the dorm afterward. At the dormitory entrance, Song Ning suddenly received a call and asked them to go upstairs first.

Not long after, the other party came back, carrying a piece of cake.

“Here, this is for you.” She put the cake directly onto Shen Zhaozhao’s desk.

“Where did this come from?” Shen Zhaozhao looked at the cake on the desk in surprise, especially recognizing the familiar packaging from her favorite cake shop near her high school.

Given that the high school and university were in two different districts, even traveling by subway took a long time.

Moreover, that shop was always busy, and every visit required waiting in a long queue.

“Obviously, your man bought it, and it looks pretty tasty,” Song Ning said.

But wasn’t he busy with classes all day?

Shen Zhaozhao picked up her phone to message him: [Sheng Chuyi, did you skip class?]

[No!]

Sheng Chuyi just reached his dorm and replied to the message before stepping out to the balcony to call Shen Zhaozhao.

The phone rang only twice before she answered; her voice came through, “What’s with the cake?”

Sheng Chuyi: “Hired a runner!”

Shen Zhaozhao: …

Fine then, poverty always limited her imagination.

“Feeling any better now?” Sheng Chuyi asked.

“No, don’t think a piece of cake can appease me, I’m still angry,” Shen Zhaozhao huffed.

Sheng Chuyi laughed, his laughter blending into the night, and asked, “Then what would it take for you to stop being angry?”