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And so, one of those drooling kids brazenly asked one of the girls for a taste of her dessert to try.

Once one kid succeeded, it was only to be expected that a second, a third, a fourth, and so on would ask too.

How could these small dessert withstand so many people?

You had a bite, I had a bite. In a few seconds, the dessert was gone.

Everyone turned to stare at Meng Shanshan. It was if they wanted to hear her say, “I have more.”

Meng Shanshan felt quite nervous being stared at by so many people. Their urgent gazes shifted towards her small backpack. It felt as if someone was going to rush over and snatch her backpack away. Meng Shan was almost intimidated into tears. “My…. My birthday is next weekend. My mom says she’s going to make ice cream cake. Do… do you guys want to come?”

Ice cream cake…

That was a weak spot for all children.

Who could bear to not go?

If you didn’t go, it would be like cutting off your nose to spite your face.

“Yes!”

“Of course!”

“You wouldn’t be human if you didn’t want to go!”

“…”

Little Meng Shanshan: “…”

***

At the same time, in a sixth grade classroom.

Meng Yuran opened up a beautifully wrapped box.

There were four outstanding asian-style souffles.

(T/N: Below is a picture of them. If you get it at a Taiwanese cafe, it’ll probably come drenched with syrup, fruit, boba, whip cream, and/or ice cream.)

When his mom had dropped him off at the school’s entrance today, she had mysteriously taken out a box from the car’s trunk.

“Are you really good friends with those classmates you shared your lunch with yesterday?”

When heard his mom asking this question, his first thought was – of course not!

He totally disliked them!

Lin Yiyi didn’t pay attention to her son’s cold expression. Anyways, he always had this expression as if everyone owes him eight million yuan. By now, she was already immune to it.

“Mom woke up before dawn to specially make these for you. Share these with your friends, okay?”

She wanted to help him improve his interpersonal relationships. As a mother of a teenager that seemed to be suffering from facial nerve paralysis, her heart was going to break from worrying too much.

Sometimes, a kid’s interpersonal relationships would greatly affect their personality and their world view. It was important for kids to have healthy and positive interpersonal relationships. Without friends, a kid would become eccentric and antisocial, which wouldn’t be beneficial for his physical and mental development.

Lin Yiyi thought she was a really great mom~

Actually, she didn’t understand her son at all.

He attentively stared at her then the box of desserts.

Share this food with those three?

What a joke?!

No way. Why would he want to share his food?!

But now, after going to his classroom, he opened the box and saw that there were four servings….

He didn’t like sweets that much. If he were to eat all of this at once, it would end up tasting sickeningly sweet.

Meng Yuran frowned.

At this moment, he heard an “ah!”, which was followed by a few people suddenly appearing next to him.

Unhappy, Meng Yuran was going to close the box, but the box had already been picked up Li Yuebin, that good-for-nothing foodie.

“Did you bring this here for us?” As Li Yuebin asked this question, he protectively held the box of desserts. “You’re too polite. Well then, dear friend, we won’t refuse.”

Meng Yuran: “…”

Not his intention at all!

Xu Jie patted Meng Yuran’s shoulder. He didn’t mind when Meng Yuran shifted away to move his hand off. Xu Jie said, “You’re a good person. You even think about us when you have desserts. From now on, we’ll be best friends. Don’t worry, if I have something good to eat, I’ll definitely share it with you.”

Meng Yuran glared at him.

Why would he need to eat their food? Did he think he was shameless like them?

Seeing Meng Yuran’s icy glare of death aimed at Xu Jie, Xie Ning almost died from trying to stifle his laughter.

Still, he didn’t bother with being polite. Sharp-sighted and deft, he quickly snatched a piece of souffle from the box and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste of the souffle immediately conquered his taste buds.

It was too delicious! How could it be so delicious?

The three teenagers acted as if they were reborn ghosts that had starved to death in their past lives. Each stack of souffle had been sizable enough, but they swallowed each piece after only a few bites and acted as if that hadn’t been enough…

Meng Yuran inwardly grumbled about them while snatching the last serving for himself. His movements were so swift that other people could only see an afterimage.

The other three teenagers could only mournfully smack their lips.