Lu Mian replied with a message: "Okay, you decide on the time and place."
Her schedule was flexible, and even if it weren't, she would find a way to meet him.
Sikong Jian responded with a lipstick emoji.
She couldn't help but laugh, touched the corner of her own lips, and suddenly remembered Director Qi, as well as the dream she once had.
It felt so real yet dreamlike and had left her seriously ill.
Seeing Wan Haixiang on stage diligently flipping through a textbook getting ready to teach, she quickly banished those inappropriate thoughts from her mind.
Sikong Jian's schedule wasn't as flexible, so after exchanging text messages with him, Lu Mian quietly waited for his reply.
Xiu Qian arrived one minute before class started and noticed as he took his seat that Lu Mian looked a bit off.
"What's wrong with you today? You don't seem very spirited."
Lu Mian wasn't too fond of this sudden display of concern and remained indifferent.
