You Can Calculate That?

Gu Nianzhi wiped her hair with a towel and shot Huo Shaoheng a sidelong glance. She asked doubtfully, "...Unusual people? What do you mean?"

Huo Shaoheng crossed his arms as he leaned on the edge of Gu Nianzhi's desk to explain the recent events that had occurred. "... From the feedback from your security personnel, it looks like your fall was a bit peculiar this time around."

"Peculiar?" Gu Nianzhi was even more shocked. "I only slipped and fell on a snowy day. How could it be peculiar?"

At least, she didn't feel that someone was deliberately harming her in the slightest. The janitor had fallen down, and the snowplowing truck had detoured from its original route in order to not hit the janitor, and Gu Nianzhi accidentally grazed a piece of ice when she tried to avoid the snow removal truck. These are all extremely normal events on snowy days.