The person behind Xiao Zhiren also noticed her presence; he seemed stunned for a split second. Instinctively, Ru shrank and took Zhiren's well-proportioned body as a shield.
"Bloody son of a bachelor! What the bloody hell is he doing here?" She whisper-screamed to herself with agitation.
It was rare for Zhiren to see her swearing. She usually had an eloquent way of speaking.
Through the glass walls along the sides of the corridor, she could see his figure coming close in curiosity and without even thinking, she held Xiao Zhiren's collar and moved him along to the wall. The posture was ambiguous since she had her back pressed against the wall and Xiao Zhiren's body was towering above hers. That left little to the imagination for onlookers and the person who was making his way towards her also halted in his steps.
