Zhu Qianyu was reading an English version of a professional book. She didn't understand many of the technical terms, so she had no choice but to hold a dictionary thicker than a brick, checking each one as she read.
Because she was too engrossed, she didn't notice the oppressive atmosphere around her, with waves of hidden tension crashing toward her.
It wasn't until a pleasant male baritone voice sounded in her ear, "Hey! We meet again!"
Zhu Qianyu had a thing for voices and was particularly sensitive to pleasant ones. This male baritone voice, which she had heard a few times, always caught her by surprise, and this time was no exception.
Already guessing who it was, Zhu Qianyu slowly raised her head, "Hello!"
After casually greeting, Zhu Qianyu continued to bury her head in her book.
The young master was actually hopeful about this encounter he had deliberately orchestrated, and seeing her so indifferent, he felt a bit disappointed.
