As the weather turned colder, it was already the beginning of November.
In previous years, Wen Nuan would rush to the library immediately after class, eager to secure a spot right next to the heater before heading to eat.
Thus, an entire evening spent leaning against the heater while reading kept her cozily warm.
But this year, that wasn't necessary.
Every day, as soon as classes ended, the driver would already be waiting at the school gate, and if Wen Nuan was even slightly slow, Fu Mingyu's relentless calls would come chasing after her.
She was a college student now; it wasn't like junior or senior high anymore where she had to stay back to clean the classroom or discuss coursework with peers.
Fu Mingyu's questioning wasn't one she could argue against, as it carried an air of righteousness.
