She was thinking about whether to say something, but couldn't find the right topic.
And she was also afraid that the other party would think that she was trying to climb the social ladder.
Although... she really did want to latch onto this influential figure.
Song Baiyan was drinking water, but his attention was somewhat on Tang Li.
She lowered her eyes, yet her eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Her hands were clasped together, the right index finger picking at the left middle finger.
She looked heavily preoccupied.
He closed the lid of the cup, placing the water back in its original spot: "How have things been at school lately?"
"…Pretty good."
Song Baiyan, as if he didn't catch the "nervousness" in her words, spoke again with the same gentle tone: "And you're getting along well with your classmates?"
