Chapter 20 The Arrival of Pink Hair

Is that… Milly?

She finished the exam so quickly? Did she hand in her paper early? But it’s only been an hour! How could she be so fast?!

Biting his lip, Anthony couldn’t help but increase his pace in answering the questions.

By the time he finished writing the last word, it had taken him exactly an hour and a half. Without hesitation, he stood up and submitted his paper.

This was the first time he had turned in a paper without checking it.

But he didn’t care about that anymore. All he could think about now was that he couldn’t afford to do worse than that woman!

However, Milly was more impressive than he had imagined. Not only did she turn in her paper early for the integrated science paper, but she also managed to finish the math and Spanish tests in just forty minutes.

Anthony gritted his teeth, his mind racing. The fastest he could reduce his answer time to was one hour…

Anthony had no knowledge of Milly’s thoughts or the subtle competition she had going on. After submitting her paper, she went out to buy shaved ice.

The shaved ice stall at the school entrance served delicious shaved ice, and it was both tasty and affordable. Every time she visited, it was bustling with people. This time, she turned in her paper early, and there was no queue.

In her previous life, she was an actress and had to maintain her figure and control her weight, so her diet was very strict, and she didn’t dare to eat freely. Forget shaved ice–she wouldn’t even dare to eat fruit.

But now, she didn’t have to restrain herself anymore. She had to eat to her heart’s content.

“Hi, I’ll have a matcha shaved ice with extra cream, syrup, and cornflakes.”

in her

presented in a bowl. She scooped a large spoonful into her

with a hint of mischief, whispered, “Hi, I’ll have

paused in

no toppings… Isn’t

way here just to eat a bowl of plain shaved ice.

you paying with

rustling sound of someone searching for money in their

Arrival of Pink

this person searching for coins

a shadow obstructed her view, followed by a voice from over her head. “Girlie, how about I give you an

looked up, only to be met with a man with glaring cherry blossom pink hair and a flashy

outfit is

sound of metal collision just now had come

features, and this c somehow subdued by his face, which

fashion was

at his wristwatch, urging, “Girlie,

him. Her large glasses concealed the emotions in her eyes as she said in a

the pen trembled fiercely, and he widened his eyes while pointing to his nose in disbelief. “What do you mean? You’re not a fan?

taken aback, he spoke in a high decibel, causing Milly’s

her head earnestly.

Hair’s eyes. It was evident that not recognising

plastered all over the

he leaned in

quietly and looked. Tm sorry.

of a

face.

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