He had dark circles under his eyes and wore a blank expression. His gaze drifted faintly toward Xu Su as he spoke softly, "We need to talk."
Xi Zirong's action made the few students still in the classroom look over, their gazes burning.
Qian Jia, who had come looking for Xu Su right after class, reacted almost instantly. Exceptionally perceptive, she covered her mouth, gestured to Xu Su that she was leaving, and quickly dragged the nearby Gu Yunjia out of the classroom.
Xu Su: "..."
'Well, I was already prepared to talk with Xi Zirong anyway.' So far, everything was still within Xu Su's expectations.
Xi Zirong kept his grip on Xu Su's arm. He waited until all the students had left and they were the only two remaining in the classroom before pulling her in front of him. The pull wasn't forceful, but it carried an air that brooked no refusal.
