Du Feifan was a step faster than Zeng Shaoyu, hooking Xiao Susu’s arm and heading to the women’s restroom, so quickly that others could only stare at the “Women’s Restroom” sign in surprise.
Washing her hands, Du Feifan said to her:
“Okay, we’ve supported the ticket and venue, we’ll leave soon.”
“Ah? Aren’t you going to fundraise from those wealthy people today?”
“This isn’t my task. Sorry, I’m not interested in doing good deeds. I’m happy to avoid troubles not assigned to me. We’ve each donated five thousand yuan, which is enough for them. In her view, everyone here was wealthy and loved to put on a charitable facade. This special education school had excellent networking, with a real business mindset, so she didn’t need to worry about it. That’s why her terrible blood-sucking female demon boss hadn’t assigned her any tasks.
“But the performance isn’t over. Those children with multiple disabilities are so pitiful. How can we leave without watching their hard-practiced performance?” Xiao Susu said guiltily.
“The sentiment is enough. We haven’t had time to discuss your matters yet.” She dried her hands and glanced outside during a woman’s bathroom entry. The stationed man was talking to someone and temporarily not watching the door. Heh, if not escaping now, when?
“Let’s go, Susu.” She grabbed the beautiful woman’s hand and quickly slipped out through the peaceful door, reaching the parking lot in less than ten seconds.
“Why are we running so fast?” The breathless Xiao Susu asked after sitting in the car.
“Nothing, just can’t wait to know about your trip to Sunlinxi with Tang Li last week. Let’s go have tea.”
Twenty minutes later, they were sitting in a fragrant tea room, enjoying the Japanese-style small bridge and flowing water scenery outside, sipping tea.
“You ‘stayed the night’, nothing happened, right?”
“What?” She didn’t quite understand what would constitute something “happening”.
Du Feifan answered directly:
“Sleeping together.
Suddenly, speaking became difficult. She opened her mouth, but no sound could be squeezed out, as her face turned crimson, wanting to bury herself under the table. She had been trying hard not to think about that night, but with Fei Yan’s mention, the image of that night’s intertwined sweat involuntarily emerged in her mind.
