“Mengmeng, come on, it’s dark and slippery; follow me. Oh no!” Zheng Jiayi exclaimed just before she tripped and fell.
Yin Meng stepped forward, reaching out to help her up.
With a snap, she switched on her waterproof flashlight. “Mengmeng, you think ahead,” Zheng Jiayi said with a smile, brushing off her pants.
Yin Meng looked at her with a resigned expression.
She was an open-hearted, kind girl with a cheerful demeanor and good looks.
On the way here, she had been chatting and laughing nonstop, which made Yin Meng’s ears a bit tired, but she didn’t mind.
Since coming to Nantong, though she had partners, she had never had a true “best friend.” Zheng Jiayi fit that role perfectly.
Yin Meng felt she would likely keep in touch with her often, given that she could leave this place alive.
Xiao Yuan had analyzed that Wu Pangzi was too slick and calculating, and people like him found it hard to make true friends quickly.
As a counselor, he had nothing of real value to exchange with “Luo Gong students.” Therefore, Wu Pangzi’s connections lacked someone with the ability to ignite change, and when Tan Wenbin mentioned Wu Pangzi’s pretty partner, Xiao Yuan then crafted an image of her.
Yin Meng found Xiao Yuan's guesses largely accurate.