"I need... her."
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Both Mark and Shi Nian were stunned.
Mark paused for a moment, as if he hadn't heard clearly, and asked again, "Professor T, you mean...?"
Shi Nian's face turned completely red, her eyes filled with shy bewilderment.
He squinted at her unguarded expression and sighed lightly, "Ahem, she arrived late, so she should be penalized with three glasses. And she's been standing here for so long without toasting me."
The students in the Behavioral Analysis class were all from the Eastern Studies Department, majoring in Eastern studies, so they were all familiar with the drinking etiquette in Chinese culture. Mark suddenly understood and laughed, "Oh, so that's it. Don't blame Nian, Professor, it's my fault for getting caught up talking to her."
Tang Yanqing stared only at Shi Nian, too lazy to listen to Mark's various explanations, and strode over, grabbing Shi Nian's wrist: "Let's go."
