Gu Qili ran until she was panting heavily. She took out her phone to check the time and finally let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, she was not late.
"Qiqi?" Mickey uttered in surprise, with all other words stuck in his throat.
Gu Qili bent over, hands on her knees, gasping for breath, and after a little while she waved to Mickey: "I'll explain after the test."
Indeed, she owed Mickey an explanation about today's events, but seeing that Hu Jiaojiao was also standing nearby, she didn't want her talking nonsense in front of Mickey, stirring up trouble and playing the victim was her specialty.
Mickey did not ask further, only saying a simple: "Let's go."
Watching the two leave, Hu Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and followed them, with a voice in her head incessantly complaining: Why, why does she deserve this?
Even though Mu Hewen had already promised her the position, she was determined to secure the Level 8 certificate.
