In a flash, everyone’s eyes, including Han Qingwu’s, were fixated on Tang Xiu. Envy and jealousy filled their eyes, crying inside as to why such a striking beauty who could topple a country didn’t look for them.
Han Qingwu looked at Tang Xiu with slightly creased brows and asked, “Do you know her?”
“Yeah!” Tang Xiu stood up slowly as a trace of smile appeared on his handsome face. As he walked toward the door, he said, “Teacher Han, I’m going out. I’ll be back shortly.”
“OK!”
Han Qingwu’s expression looked a bit strange as she nodded silently.
A moment after, Tang Xiu walked alongside the belle to the corridor and said with a smile, “Wanying, I did hear you would come to Shanghai University to attend the graduate program, but I never thought you'd really come. Seems like you’re an alumnus here as well.”
“Since I’m a graduate program student and you’re a freshman, then shall I call you junior fellow student Tang?” said Mu Wanying and lightly laughed.
