"None of your business."
Evan Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, making Rachel Liu frown with a hint of displeasure.
If it weren't for the need to bring Evan Lin home, Rachel Liu wouldn't have wasted so much time on him.
Although Evan's voice wasn't loud, most people at the table were already focused on this side. So when he spoke, everyone was a bit surprised.
Even at Brightsea No. 1 High, there were plenty of rumors about Rachel Liu. While Evan now gave off a somewhat intimidating vibe, compared to Rachel's deeply rooted goddess image in everyone's hearts, he still fell short.
Still, the impression Evan left was too strong—especially last night's scene. People were angry but didn't dare speak up. Simon Zhao and Ouyang glared at Evan in protest, but that was all they could do.
At this moment, the dishes hadn't been served yet.
Just as Jill Jing appeared at the entrance in a pink dress, all the students from River City First High at her table stood up, smiling and waving enthusiastically toward the door.
"Over here!"
Everyone at the other tables also turned to look toward the entrance.
Jill Jing wore white canvas shoes, hugged a big bottle of cola in her arms, and carried a small lunch box in her hand.
The moment she entered, countless eyes were drawn to her.
With her perpetually serious, slightly dazed expression—like everyone owed her money—Jill was always popular at school. But because of Gavin Duan, no one dared get too close.
Hearing their voices, Jill hugged her cola and took small steps inside.
"What a cute girl!"
"Is she also from River City First High?"
"I've always heard River City First High has a lot of pretty girls. Looks like it's true!"
All the boys focused their gazes on her, most with admiration and interest.
The girls, meanwhile, couldn't help but compare themselves to her. Even though Jill wasn't well-endowed, her pure and innocent look was a powerful weapon.
Even Rachel Liu glanced at her a few more times.
"She's a real prodigy," Old Man Liu nodded. Professor Gu did the same, quietly weighing whether he could recruit her for his own department.
If Jill Jing was really as good as Victor Qin said, then once she joined the UST Youth Class, it’d be way tougher to snatch her back from those old foxes at UST.
"Hungry? Go eat," Victor Qin smiled at Jill, then remembered something. "Your cousin didn’t come?"
"He’s downstairs." Jill pouted, clearly a bit annoyed at Gavin Duan always tailing her.
"Did he eat? Want to call him up to join us?" Victor Qin asked. Jill shook her head. "I’ll bring him food."
Seeing Jill’s reply, Victor Qin let it drop.
When Jill climbed onto a River City First High table with her big bottle of cola, all the top students swarmed around, trying to talk—asking about the exam, wanting to compare answers, and more.
But Jill couldn’t care less. She just twisted open her cola, took a huge swig straight from the bottle, and let out a satisfied burp.
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Soon, the dishes started arriving. Jill opened her lunch box, grabbed a few bites, then hugged her big cola and dashed out.
At the corner downstairs by Peaceful Melody Restaurant, Gavin Duan sat on the steps, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, leaning against the wall, bored out of his mind as he watched people pass by.
He was waiting for Jill Jing, just in case someone sketchy tried to mess with her. Outsiders saw Gavin fighting for her and stirring up trouble, while Jill just kept grinding away at math. But only Gavin understood why Jill worked so hard—and only he knew his job was to keep her safe.
As for anything else?
Screw it.
Gavin yawned, feeling a bit hungry.
He heard footsteps nearby, turned, and saw a pink lunch box handed his way.
"Here, eat." Jill Jing muttered, handing him the box.
Gavin took the lunch box, a smile flickering in his eyes. "Wow, you actually care about your big bro now?"
"Eat up."
After that, Jill ignored Gavin again, hugged her big bottle of cola, took a gulp, and bounced back inside.
"She’s grown up so fast," Gavin muttered, remembering when he met her—she was barely four foot six, so tiny, and had watched her parents get killed right in front of her.
Gavin sighed as he opened the lunch box. The food inside was all jumbled, but packed with meat. He smiled wryly, "Guess she really was worried I wouldn’t get enough to eat, huh, kiddo."
Just as Gavin picked up his chopsticks, about to eat, he suddenly sensed something, frowned, and glanced over at the mouth of the alley.
There, the light didn’t reach—just darkness.
"Did he eat? Want to call him up to eat together?" Victor Qin asked. Jill shook her head. "I'll bring him food."
Seeing Jill's response, Victor Qin didn't press further.
When Jill climbed onto a River City First High table with her big bottle of cola, all the top students crowded around her, eager to chat—asking about the exam, wanting to compare answers, and more.
But Jill ignored them all, just unscrewed her cola, took a big gulp straight from the bottle, and let out a satisfied burp.
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Soon, the dishes arrived one after another. Jill opened her lunch box, picked out a few dishes, then hugged her big cola and hurried out.
At the corner downstairs at Peaceful Melody Restaurant, Gavin Duan sat on the steps, a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he leaned against the wall, watching the passing pedestrians in utter boredom.
He was waiting here for Jill Jing, just in case someone with bad intentions tried to approach her. Outsiders only saw Gavin fighting for Jill's sake and causing trouble, while Jill focused solely on math. But only Gavin knew the real reason Jill worked so hard at math—and only he understood that his mission was to keep her safe.
As for everything else?
To hell with it.
Gavin yawned, feeling a bit hungry.
He heard footsteps nearby, turned his head, and saw a pink lunch box being handed to him.
"Here, eat." Jill Jing muttered, handing him the box.
Gavin took the lunch box, a smile flickering in his eyes. "Unbelievable, you actually care about your big brother?"
"Eat till you're full."
After speaking, Jill ignored Gavin again, hugged her big bottle of cola, took a gulp, and bounced back inside.
"She's grown up so fast," Gavin murmured, remembering when he first met her—she wasn't even 1.4 meters tall then, so small, and had witnessed her parents' murder with her own eyes.
Gavin sighed as he opened the lunch box. Inside, the food was arranged haphazardly, but it was packed with meat. He smiled wryly, "She really was worried I wouldn't get enough to eat, huh, little one."
Just as Gavin picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat, he suddenly sensed something, frowned, and turned to look toward the alley at the edge of the street.
There, the light didn't reach—only darkness.