Wu Mengting enthusiastically continued asking Qian Bo, “So what made you guys come to this cafeteria today? Don’t you usually order takeout?”
Qian Bo was about to answer, but Fatty jumped in first. “Brother Jiang said he wanted a change of scenery, and it was on the way.”
“On the way? This is close to the girls’ dorms, but it’s several kilometers from the guys’ dorms.”
Fatty glanced at Jiang Shiyu out of the corner of his eye and chuckled sheepishly. “It was me craving the braised pork here.”
Wang Chunyue perked up. “You like the braised pork here too? Actually, the sweet and sour fish is pretty good too…”
Liao Junyu’s gaze swept the table and finally landed on Zeng Keqin. “Are you still going to the Reading Club lately?”
Zeng Keqin looked up. “Occasionally. I’ve been busy lately.”
Liao Junyu smiled. “No wonder. Last time, the club leader was asking who borrowed the book On Crimes and Punishments and hasn’t returned it.”
“…I forgot.”
“I renewed it for you.”
Zeng Keqin said gratefully, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’ve read that book too. Beccaria writes well, but some views are a bit outdated now. Do you like this kind of book?”
“Just browsing.”
“Then what do you usually read?”
“Case files, mostly.”
Jiang Shiyu’s chopsticks poked around his tray, as if he wasn’t finding the food to his taste.
“Any recommendations?”
“The fifth edition of Criminal Law is pretty good.”
Liao Junyu pulled out his phone. “How about we add each other on WeChat? You can send me the e-book, and we can share books. That way, we can look out for each other in the club.”
Zeng Keqin was taken aback.
The excuse seemed hard to refuse. Just as she was hesitating whether to add him—
“Slap—”
Jiang Shiyu stood up with his tray, barely touched. “I’m full.”
Author’s note:
Did he get full just from eating air?