In the end, Yasmin turned her bicycle around and left.

Zaylynn was over the moon at Yasmin's retreat. She ran after the two boys with bouncy steps.

“Let's not eat the cafeteria food. I've already asked the cook to prepare something for us separately. Wait here for me. I'll run over there real quick to retrieve the food.”

She saw Ian had already sat down at an empty table with Jacques soon as she entered the cafeteria, so she quickly stopped them from buying anything.

Jacques flashed her a knowing smile. “How nice of you. I'm in luck then.”

As her senior, he was aware of her intentions from the start.

Soon, Zaylynn led the cook over with several dishes in her hands. There were pork knuckles, baked fish, and a pot of steaming chicken soup.

Those dishes were fantastic compared to the ordinary cafeteria food.

Jacques drooled a little at the feast in front of him.

After serving all the dishes on Ian's table, she noticed the cold, handsome boy didn't even spare the food a glance.

With his head lowered, he was focusing on his phone.

“Have some, Ian. Let's eat first. You can use your phone later.”

“She got a point. Ian, let's dig in. The food won't taste nice once they're cold,” Jacques urged.

However, Ian merely cast a disinterested glance at the dishes and said, “No thanks. My aunt will be coming over later.”

Both Jacques and Zaylynn were speechless at his cold response.

minute, they merely sat there in silent, thinking about how to continue or start a new

At the very least, anyone other than Ian would've gladly

if they were to reject, they would've done it politely, then

Ian was an exception.

there nonchalantly playing on his phone as he waited for his

was stiff as a board sitting there under everyone's

had publicized her lunch date with Ian on

my every move. How

on the verge

crestfallen look on

urged, “Ian, since Zaylynn went through the trouble of asking the cook to specially prepare the dishes, you should at

to!” he rejected

even Jacques didn't know what

cafeteria, halting right at the threshold. She was holding an umbrella in one hand and a thermal lunch box in

every day one would see a woman running

could even process that bit of information, Ian, who had been staring at his phone the

right here,

always cold and unfriendly, stood up and shouted at

everyone's attention

was one of

they curved into the shape of a crescent moon. He looked even more handsome than

whole cafeteria fell

silence and was rooted in place

rushing toward her was oblivious to everything else that was happening around him. He hobbled over to her with his injured

and delight filled his clear eyes as he looked

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