He was so eye-catching.
Qiao Nian only glanced at him once before looking away. She placed her hand on her head and looked at the message on her phone casually.
She clicked on it.
[Ye Wangchuan: Sir, have you thought about it?]
Qiao Nian was speechless.
She was silent for a moment and did not reply. She looked up and turned to look in a certain someone's direction.
After three rounds of drinking, Principal Yu's face was flushed red as he spoke excitedly.
Ye Wangchuan was listening to him. He looked a little serious, but in reality, his hand was on the phone on the table. From time to time, he would look down, as if he was texting someone.
He probably felt her gaze.
The man suddenly turned his head and looked in her direction.
Qiao Nian's fingers tightened. For some reason, she subconsciously avoided his gaze.
