Zhou Xiaoxia and the rest were envious looking at Wen Xuehui's new cell phone. However, they understood, as ordinary students, they could not afford it.
"By the way, Xuehui, are you a thing with Li Ronghui now?" Zhou Xiaoxia asked suddenly. "I overheard at the library today that he confessed to you, is it true?"
Wen Xuehui's face twitched.
"Nah, those are just rumors. Her focus right now is her studies. Relationships can wait till after graduation, right Xuehui?" Jiang Yao came to Wen Xuehui's rescue.
Zhou Xiaoxia did not realize the change in Wen Xuehui's facial expression. She playfully pushed Jiang Yao and said, "Come on, you are married! You do not know how we singles feel! Let us say we get a partner when we are eighteen years old, our freshman year in school. If everything is fine when we graduate, the time is perfect for marriage. We are wasting our time in college if we do not get ourselves a boyfriend!"