Has Big Shot Fallen in Love Today?
Chapter 170: Soaring Good Mood

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Soaring Good Mood

On a December morning, the first rays of dawn gradually lit up the campus. A thin mist, akin to a gauzy curtain, shrouded the grounds. The streetlights were still on, their dim light unable to dissipate the layers of fog.

The visibility was a bit low, but Han Xiaozheng’s sullen, sharp eyes sparkled brightly today.

He looked at Sheng Tang, greeted her, his eyes burning like a beast of prey waiting for his breakfast to be delivered.

Sheng Tang raised her eyes slightly: "Good morning, Han. You seem to be in a good mood today."

Han Xiaozheng laughed heartily, his laughter bold and unrestrained, drawing the attention of many students around.

"I had a good sleep, so naturally I’m in a good mood," he replied. "What about you, Sheng Tang? Did you sleep well last night?"

You should get a good night’s sleep while you can. Maybe after today, you won’t get another chance.

Thinking this, Han Xiaozheng’s brows lifted even higher, his pride evident.

Sheng Tang looked at him, realizing nothing was even halfway successful yet, but he was already feeling extremely joyous. She couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: "Child."

Children are so easy to deal with.

In the future, when she enters society, if her opponents are all at this level, she should really thank the heavens for such fortune.

If Sheng Tang were in his shoes, she would be airtight, saving all her joy for the moment of striking a fallen dog.

She gave Han Xiaozheng a fleeting, indifferent glance.

Han Xiaozheng saw it and suddenly felt her eyes were cold, a flicker of emotion passing through them.

He was slightly stunned.

Why does this ugly and chubby Sheng Tang have such beautiful eyes?

Before he could look again, Sheng Tang had already headed into the classroom.

Gu Shiting had walked ahead and didn’t see Han Xiaozheng’s provocation towards Sheng Tang. When he arrived in the classroom, he sat down to read, but couldn’t concentrate on a single word.

He messaged Song Chen, asking him to ensure Sheng Tang’s safety.

Song Chen replied: "Everything is under control, young master, don’t worry."

The young master couldn’t help but worry.

His anxiety was overwhelming, and he wished he could beat Han Xiaozheng to death with a whip to eliminate all worries for Sheng Tang.

"What’s Tangtang doing now? Is she able to focus on her studies?" Gu Shiting wondered.

Sheng Tang could.

She was earnestly reciting an English passage, concentrating fully, undisturbed.

Jiang Baocu was slightly late for the morning reading class, hurriedly entering and saying to Sheng Tang: "Check your desk drawer, are there any snacks?"

Someone had been secretly placing snacks into Sheng Tang’s desk recently.

Those snacks were high in calories and sugar, and Sheng Tang, who was dieting, didn’t dare to eat any of them, leaving them all to Jiang Baocu.

Jiang Baocu was already 164 cm tall but weighed less than ninety pounds, extremely thin and unconcerned about calories, eating whatever she liked.

Today, Sheng Tang didn’t open the drawer: "No snacks."

"Have a look, don’t brush me off," Jiang Baocu was very hungry.

Sheng Tang was helpless.

She opened it to show her, and sure enough, it was empty, with only a few old reference books that Sheng Tang had kept there for years and nothing else.

Jiang Baocu was very disappointed.

"Go sneak out and buy something. If Mr. Bai comes, I’ll cover for you," Sheng Tang said.

Jiang Baocu thought it made sense, as their English teacher favored Sheng Tang.

She stood up, took her wallet, and planned to sneak out through the back door.

But as she reached the back door and opened it, she saw at the end of the corridor a group of tall men and women approaching the classroom, accompanied by their homeroom teacher Chen Caixin.

One of them was holding a dog.

The situation seemed a bit odd.

Jiang Baocu was so frightened that she quickly ran back inside.