Part Three, Chapter 82: Mutual Admiration

was waiting for the bus facing the sun on the platform. She had her hair in a ponytail, wore her school uniform, and carried a backpack. She turned back to talk to the girl behind her from time to ti...a small cry and retreated behind Zhao Tingxing.The vase landed on the thick carpet, rolling around once before coming to a stop, unharmed.Zhao Tingxing hated children the most in his life, especially...