Chapter 92 — It Really Seemed a Bit Too Much: Watching Wei Zhao Sitting Calm in the Passenger Seat, Gu Mengyao Felt Puzzled, Having Expected His Reproach After School for Making Him Lose Face Before the Whole Class
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Earlier, Gu Mengyao had vented her anger at Shen Yushu upon Wei Zhao's paper, and at the time she thought it only natural, but when Shen Yushu read out the scores, Gu Mengyao began to regret it, feeling that what she had done was somewhat excessive, and she had braced herself to be questioned by Wei Zhao on the way home after school, even preparing for the worst, thinking that at most she would just apologize to him.
Yet ever since Wei Zhao got into the car, he had not mentioned the grades at all, nor had he even said a word, sitting quietly there just as usual.
Wei Zhao would not speak, and Gu Mengyao instead began to feel restless. Why was he not reacting? Could he really be angry? At this thought, Gu Mengyao felt a touch resentful, thinking she was already ready to apologize to him, and now he was putting on airs?
"Hey, how can a grown man be so petty?" Gu Mengyao finally could not hold back and gave a snort.
Wei Zhao was wondering when he should deliver the Chinese medicine in his hands to Yang Huaijun, when Gu Mengyao's sudden remark startled him, and he turned back in bewilderment. "Are you... talking to me?"
"Nonsense, besides you, is there any other man in this car?" Gu Mengyao said with displeasure.
"Uh..." Wei Zhao broke into a sweat as he glanced at Uncle Qing driving beside them... thinking, Uncle Qing, you poor old man, the young lady has neutered you for the second time.
"Cough... cough..." Uncle Qing felt his skin crawl under Wei Zhao's gaze and coughed helplessly twice.
"Uh..." Gu Mengyao also realized she had spoken too rashly and sent Uncle Qing into the palace once again, and hurriedly explained, "Uncle Qing is the driver, he does not count, I mean you."
A driver does not count as a man? Wei Zhao sweated even more at this theory, but seeing that even Uncle Qing said nothing, he naturally would say nothing more. "How... am I petty?"
"Today, when I graded your paper, are you angry about it?" Gu Mengyao glared at him fiercely when she saw him playing dumb.
"Grading? Angry about what?" Wei Zhao was baffled. "Shen Yushu handed out those papers."
Shen Yushu, standing by, saw clearly as an onlooker that Wei Zhao truly had no idea what Gu Mengyao was talking about, so she held back her laughter and explained, "Shield Brother, what Yaoyao means is, she gave you zero, are you holding it against her?"
"Oh?" Wei Zhao finally understood what Gu Mengyao meant. "That paper, it is nothing, I threw it away long ago."
Seeing Wei Zhao's indifferent manner, Gu Mengyao flared up at once, thinking she had kindly meant to apologize to him, and this was his attitude, had she known he cared so little, she would not have bothered with him, hmph.
Even with a zero, her signature was still on it after all, and the other boys in class would beg for it in vain, yet he had actually thrown it away.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the car turned cold. Wei Zhao usually did not talk much anyway, so it made no difference to him, but normally as soon as Gu Mengyao got in the car, she would chatter endlessly with Shen Yushu, yet today she sat with a dark face, clearly unhappy.
"Sister Yaoyao, all right, all right, today count it as my fault, okay, do not be angry." Seeing the strange tension between Gu Mengyao and Wei Zhao, Shen Yushu, the real culprit, carefully apologized to Gu Mengyao, tugging at her arm and shaking it back and forth.
"I will deal with you tonight." After Shen Yushu did that, Gu Mengyao naturally could hardly stay angry, but she still shot her a glare, thinking, you just love to stir up trouble.
In fact, Wei Zhao had never taken what happened before to heart at all. He had come to school with the idea of wandering through the mortal world and enjoying high school life. All of this was part of his mission, how could he take it so seriously?
Who knew when he might run off into the primeval forest again. All of this here was but an interlude in his memory, turned into an eternal recollection...