Facing the man's gaze, Xia Yinian immediately lowered her head.
Leng Zhishuo was about to speak when she tugged at his clothes, so he could only nod at Gu Beicheng.
"Hmm, maybe we could go into the study for a chat," Qin Yiheng suggested softly.
"No need, right here is fine."
Gu Beicheng sat down on a single sofa inside, crossing his legs, his gaze resting on the girl who kept her head down.
"Just some academic questions I'd like to seek your advice on," he added.
Xia Yinian's little heart pounded uncontrollably; feeling the man watching her, she even found it difficult to breathe.
Has Beicheng already sensed something? He's so clever, it's not easy to fool him.
If he finds out she sneaked back, who knows how angry he'd be?
Whether it's reprimands or punishment, it doesn't matter to her; she just doesn't want to see the tired and disappointed look in his eyes.
The more she thought about it, the more nervous she became, even forgetting to let go of Leng Zhishuo's hand.
