At twelve fifteen, Jiang Nian returned from the cafeteria in a victorious manner.
We've got food again, brothers!
Jiang Nian snuck into the convenience store next door and grabbed a big bottle of iced red tea. Drinking soda every day isn't good for you, but his drinks had a certain probability of being quality checked by Li Hua and Ma Guojun.
Even if he drank something disgusting one day, Jiang Nian wouldn't speak up; if he goes down, they all go down together.
Under the shade of the trees, Jiang Nian took a sip of iced red tea without touching the bottle with his lips.
So conscientious, he's already become the number one quality inspector.
He looked down for a moment and saw Zhou Haifei passing by. She was holding a book, seemingly heading towards the grove, and he wondered if she had eaten yet.
Jiang Nian was puzzled, wondering why such a thought popped into his head.
It was too absurd.
