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Qi Feng also hugged Tong Shishi excitedly, exclaiming, "I learned it too!"

He was so thrilled that he even spun Tong Shishi around right where they stood.

Happiness is contagious.

Mu Qingli stood to the side, a trace of a smile forming at the corner of her mouth.

The golden sunshine broke through the clouds, casting a light gold sheen over the three of them.

All was tranquil in the world.

About fifteen minutes later, Fu Lanshen drove the trio to school.

Mu Qingli sat in the passenger seat.

In the back, Tong Shishi and Qi Feng chatted nonstop.

Originally, Mu Qingli had wanted Qi Feng to sit in the passenger seat.

But Qi Feng adamantly refused to sit there.

He didn't have the guts.

If he really sat in the passenger seat, Seventh Master would certainly skin him alive.

The mere thought was terrifying.

Qi Feng shrank his neck.

In the early morning, there weren't many cars, and they quickly arrived at North China School.