The moment Shu Xian arrived in the library, Zhang Ren arched a brow at her, his arms already crossed in front of his chest.
"And why are you late?" Zhang Ren asked, the blush on Shu Xian's face still not leaving her.
The moment she sat on her swivel chair, she sighed, fanning her face since she felt warmer despite the night getting colder.
"I-I'm sorry," Shu Xian said, already combing her hair up with her hand, already tying it in a ponytail. "I… when I was walking back, something came up."
With Zhang Ren scoffing as he playfully rolled his eyes at her, he teased her, already guessing right.
"Don't tell me… you were flirting with the professor?"
"Wha—"
Shu Xian's mouth opened, about to say something but she hit his shoulder instead, further making him laugh.
"Yes, I was with the professor… but I wasn't flirting with him!"