The class bell rang perfectly on cue.
The students in the classroom were still deeply engrossed in the just-finished class, each staying obediently in their seats, creating a silence in the large classroom where a pin drop could be heard.
The only one who seemed untroubled by this attachment was probably Li Yuntang himself.
He nonchalantly packed up the teaching tools he brought, casually winked at her, completely indifferent to how ambiguous the gesture seemed.
Yan Xiaye's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly packed her textbooks, leaving with him under the watchful eyes of others.
Strolling through the European-style university, Li Yuntang held one of her hands, the other tucked in his coat pocket, and asked casually, "What do you think?"
Yan Xiaye sincerely admired, "Way more impressive than I imagined."
"As a reward for your honesty, I'll treat you to cake."
