"Wow, it's your birthday? If I'd known earlier, I wouldn't have eaten that cake this morning," Feng Tian said with a look of regret on her face. The thirteen-year-old girl still hadn't completely shed her baby fat, and her cheeks were a bit puffy. When she was frustrated, her cheeks puffed out, making her seem so pitiable.
Ruan Jiaojiao immediately responded, "It's okay, there's still the candy, thank you so much."
Perhaps it was habit, but Ruan Jiaojiao always spoke with a smile, her eyes perpetually curved, and being so pretty, Feng Tian just followed her out of the exam room and was already smitten with her to no end. Feng Tian reluctantly parted ways when they reached the Ruanlin Family, though the teacher was already prompting their group to leave, so she had to go with heavy reluctance.
In this day and age, communication wasn't well-developed, so there was no way to exchange contact details—it was likely this meeting would be their only one.
